So yesterday was my mom's birthday. I've missed her birthday for the past few years - because I was working on stuff that could.not.wait. or I was recovering from a flight back from Australia.
So I wasn't missing her birthday this year, despite other interesting invitations throughout the weekend.
Anyway. Birthday party in July means that we will all be outside. So all the crap that didn't get done since last year's birthday party suddenly must get done. Therefore, we spent hours mowing lawns, hauling gravel and in my dad's case, chopping down trees.
The trees by the house have become, well, overgrown. They've grown around the yard light and through the power lines attached to the house.
Now I would have trimmed the branches around the powerline, but not my dad. He just cut through the largest branch he could find that was intertwined with the powerlines. Surprisingly, did not destroy the power link to the house but did kind of knock over the powerpole. He destroyed my mom's clothesline. I laughed my ass off for about 10 minutes. He just stood there with a goofy grin and smilingly said, 'oh, shit!'
My dad isn't a particularly stupid person - in many ways he is smarter than I am. Perhaps having a chainsaw in your hand makes you stupid? Lowers your IQ? I have some trees I would like to remove from their ineffecient or dead locations, so I am kind of nervous. I do not wish to lose my leg/arm/head so perhaps I should leave the dead trees and inconvenient trees where they are?
Decisions, decisions.
In other news, I had some shrubs at church that needed trimming. Sylvia started working on them earlier this week since she was there and had a) time and b) trimmers. I'd meant to trim them several times on several different trips but never remembered to bring the trimmers. I trimmed everything, and then had to return my ladder to it's home plus traipse the branches over to the trash bins. I set the clippers on the running board of my car. Fully intending to put it IN the car before I left. Why didn't I just stick it in the car when I put them on the running board? I think it was locked and I figured I would remember in the 40 seconds it to me to walk to and from the trash bin.
I was wrong. Didn't remember until I got home and saw them still sitting on the running board. Heh.
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