Bo and I were picking up Charley at a friend's house when...

So one Saturday we were all like, there's nothing to do....nothing to do.

What's there for a family to do here??

I still don't know. 

But on this particular Saturday, I started dragging stuff out into the yard, 

and before I knew it, we had ourselves an obstacle course.

I used a metal tailgate thingy for a hurdle, a 2X4 for a balancing beam, a cooler to jump onto, camping pads to jump inside, 2 - 2X4's to crawl through, some tomatoes so to ring a couple of planter trays, an airplane for throwing past a bungee cord in the grass, and an upside down kayak for jumping over. 

Even My Friend took a turn. 

This dog will follow her anywhere. 

 

Have you ever wanted to jump on a mower and just set off in a random pattern?  

I have.  

Only, this time, I wanted to mow a fairy-like winding, path.

But before I could just jump the old pony, I hit a roadblock named Chuck.

You see, Chuck likes to mow. 

He likes for things to look neat. 

(the above statement is only applicable to outdoors) 

I am still getting to know this grownup version of Chuck.  

Lemme tell you, he's come a long way since our days in the Mill Village when he swore the rain would take care of whatever waste our 2 dogs produced in a 600 square foot of space. 

(The rain did NOT take care of it.)  

Anyway, all I asked is that he leave the strip of land beside our house alone. 

No mowing that spot.  

He gave me a real hard time, but I won the battle. 

Ya'll knew I would didn't ya?

The woman always wins these types of battles.  

Then boy, I set off. I meandered through that tall grass ever' which way. 

I had a real good time too. 

Our path is long.....

And Charley LOVES it. 

She spends a lot of time wondering up and down the path.

It's like she sees the land in a whole new way.

Sure, we may need to hire a bush hogger before the Summer is done, 

but I say,

totally worth it. 

(The above statement is contingent on the price of the bush hogging.)