I am women!

Okay, so the more correct title for this post would be "we are women" since it's about both my mom and I. But that doesn't have the same ring to it . . . hence my exectuive decision to title it as such. My mom and I had the most productive weekend that we've had in a long time. On Saturday she worked in our back room (the computer room), getting the rest of the Christmas stuff put away and getting rid of junk. As a previous post pointed out, we're ALL packracts, so this is a huge job. I raked the backyard, making sure the dead grass was gone. I know it doesn't sound like a big deal, but it was hard work!

On Sunday I started raking the front lawn, and got about half of it done (with my mom helping). Then we decided to trim the top of the cedar tree that grows in front of the house, as it was growing over the roof. We propped up the ladder, and I hiked up there with my trusty Japanese saw. It looks small and ineffective, but it actually has pretty good cutting power! Still, my arms were pretty darned sore!

We used to have this big stump in the middle of our front lawn. A few years ago we cut down the flowering bush that was there, but were unable to get the stump out. It's been a humungous pain to cut the lawn around. Well, my mom decided we were going to try and get that sucker out. I was doubtful, I'll admit it. But she did all of the work - digging the dirt away, hacking at the roots with an axe, and trying to get it out. She got to a thick, stubborn root, and her arms were tired, so I had a few hacks at it. Together we got it out! Talk about a sense of accomplishment and empowerment!

So there is the reason for the blog post - we proved that we don't need no stinking men to do the grunt work. It might take longer, but we manage just fine!