Thursday Morning~~
I woke up at 7am, little oj snuggled up against my hair. It was great quilt weather,in the white down comforter that Rikk bought me so i could sleep "in a cloud"
By 7:45 i was at Meijer's, with the old sparkplug from the lawnmower in my hand. (Wrapped in a coffee filter,haha). A few days ago, i wasn't even sure what a sparkplug looked like. I bought a new one, carefully matching up the numbers. Bought oil that thankfully said LAWNMOWER OIL,(Must have been Mr. Phillips cousin), and a new oil filter. Then i went home, and assembled my tools. A butter knife, a Phillips head screwdriver(just in case) a well, i am not sure of the name, i just took whatever i could find. Coffee in hand, in my happy pants, i knelt by the lawnmower. Sparkplug...hmmnn. that was easy. Air filter...hmmnn..that one was harder. Couldn't quite fiqure out how to put it back together, thank God for the picture on the back of the package. Oil...figured it was like a car...down a half quart...dumped some in.
Moment of truth...three presses of the little red button..annnnnd. VICTORY!!!!!
I smell like oil and gasoline, and my fingernails are black crescent moons...but...Thanks, God...i didn't know i could fix so much stuff....What ELSE can i do, that i didn't think i could???
The Happy Pants? They are my old chef pants, black background with red hot chili peppers and purple eggplants rioting over my curves...The kids beg me not to wear them, Rikk hates them, but, they make me happy.
NO WAY am i going to let the boys mow the lawn, today. Me and my happy pants are going to swagger across the lawn, smiling.
The tv is too dark...hmmmmmm...maybe that is next? Justin just came in, with a big grin on his face..."MOMMY!" how did u fix the lawnmower?, do u want me to mow?"
Not a chance....Later.