A NEW MILITANT GROUP HAS ARRIVED

They're called "Jesus Does The Lawn Need Mowed Again" and they come bearing all manner of tools, weapons and poisons.

I'm afraid that not only are my Hubs and the neighbor members but may be big Kahunas in the group. They've dragged powerful gas driven weed eaters, turn on a dime riding lawn mowers, push mowers, self propelled mowers and a vast array of Preen and other products out of their tool sheds and cleaned out Ace Hardware and Lowes of any new edge poisons that show weeds dying an ugly death on the label.

But the weeds do not take them seriously and and despite whatever horrible death they die they slowly crawl from the piles of supposedly dead weed piles overnight and give the militant bunch raspberries and super spurts of growth as the sun rises on a new day. Sad really.

I'm hoping out of this group will spring a "I'm Putting The Toilet Seat Down" group of men who take a blood oath to lower said seat every single time after use. Hope does spring eternal in me. I'm still waiting for Publisher's Clearing House to call me and tell me I've won the $10,000,000 they've told me for years that I "could be the winner" of..like I said I am optimistic by nature.