Tonight I sit on my front porch as the sun sets, my children are at gymnastics and I get to watch my hillbilly husband plow the front yard in his wife beater, bibs and muck boots with his new tractor blade.
Could life get any better?
This little pooch doesn't think so.
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Unless of course, I decide to bring out the gelatinized fat from the beef roast I made.
Yep, life rocks.
Yep ..... Nothing better on a mower than the power of a new blade ..... Red Green
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