I am tired. Now that the lawn tractor is finally working again, I have been working my ass off getting the yard back in to shape. It's far from being in shape, it just looks much better than it did last year or even last week for that matter. This is going to drive Dave next door nuts that I am now able to be anal about my lawn again. He's going to have to mow more often now.

Until my tractor broke 18 months ago, Dave and I used to have lawn mowing wars going on with each other. First he'd mow, so then I had to mow so that my lawn was the same length as Dave's. Or vice versa. It didn't matter, I'd mow, he'd mow, he'd mow, I'd mow. We both probably have an acre each in front right next to each other that has to be mowed at the same time or they look funny. That's why we have lawn mower wars.

I got most of everything that can be mowed mowed now. The rest will have to be weed whacked. Dave has my weed eater over at his house right now trying to fix it. Like all my other lawn equipment, the weed eater was very expensive and had a million and one attachments. So to avoid having to replace it, Dave is trying to fix it up for me. You can see that Dave and I are good friends, despite the lawn mower wars. If you knew how many times Dave has fixed the John Deere for me you'd understand how good of friends we really are. In fact, Dave is part of the reason I was willing to buy this shitty, fucked up house here next door to Jill and him. We had been very good friends before I bought this place. Now we are ever better friends. Lucky for him, I am just as anal about my yard as he is about his. Hence the lawn mower wars.

Glen and Garrett (Glen's new boyfriend) went out and burned that damn weed/bush that's been growing on the front of the property for the last zillion years (long before I bought the place) yesterday. Johnny (Glen's son) cleaned up all the big ass rocks that were around it and now I can mow that area for the first time ever. Slowly but surely, this place is going to come together and look like a home that someone actually cares about again.

Glenny just called and says Johnny's mom said we can have him for the summer. I can't tell you how overjoyed we are about that. Getting him away from the little hoodlums he has been hanging around with will help that kid immensely. He's 12 1/2 years old and going into the worst time a kid can go into, "the terrible teens". This kid is going to have structure in his life for the first time ever. He's going to join karate immediately. So he'll be there 4 days a week getting his ass whipped into shape by Sensie Patrick. Hopefully by the end of the summer he will have his orange belt, something to be proud of attaining.

I can't wait. We are all so excited for him to get here for the next 3 months. He will have so many adults here who love and care about him it's not funny. Right now, he has his aunt (who he calls Mom) who has custody of him. It's not the best situation, but at least he has a home. His biological mother is a crack head who dumped him when he was an infant and has never looked back. Here he will have many adults actively involved in making sure he is learning the right things he needs to learn in order to make good decisions in his life. Right now he is headed down a road that will lead him off to some not so good things, like prison if someone doesn't stop it and do some intervention right now.

I'll keep you updated on his progress as the summer goes on.

Now I am off to work. Hope everyone has a great day!