
A month or so ago, our yard was infested with dandelions. We went back in forth whether or not to fertilize it ourselves or just hire somone to do it. We eventually ended up hiring someone, and now our lawn looks fabulous. But for a few weeks, our lawn looked like crap. We would mow it regularly in an attempt to minimize the look of the dandelions. Much to our avail, it didn't work all that well.
With that said, there are two little old ladies that live at the end of our street. I call them the neighborhood police - for this reason only:
In the midst of our dandelion fiasco, I was sitting in my front room looking out the window and notice this dual of double trouble walking towards our house. They stopped at the corner of our yard. They both turned to look at our house and put their hands on their hips. I knew what they were looking at. Those damned dandelions. Being inside, I couldn't hear what they were saying, but this is what I imagined the conversation to be:
Lady #1: Oh my goodness, will you look at this yard?
Lady #2: There are dandelions everywhere! (she is pointing mind you)
Lady #1: This is completely unacceptable. This is ruining our neighborhood!
Lady #2: I am going to call their landlord and complain.
Lady #1: I will call too, we can't let the neighborhood be ruined by renters like these!!!
Since the fertilizing, I think our yard looks very good. We even have flower pots on our front porch. However, I have been mistaken.
Just two days ago, Mackenzi and I were sitting in our front room and I saw the neighbordhood police walking our way. It looks like the only purpose of their little strole was to come and look at our lawn again. The walked straight to our lawns edge and put their hands on their hips and they stared at our lawn. I ran to my room to get my camera so I could document this, but they had turned and started walking away by the time I took the picture.
WTF? Our yard is in fabulous condition.
I don't know why these old ladies have it out for us. Gosh, my life is so difficult!










