Company on Sunday  never did show up....phttt.  see if I make them a lunch again....

I worked on the last block wall for the new beds...and finished....now we just have to fill it with gravel and plant some grasses...and voila...xero scape....

I am going to plant clay pots with plants that like hot and dry and set them out there along the stepping stones...should be okay next year...too late this year to plant anything...so it will look a little bare until then...

We came home from our visit to our friends at the lake on Saturday to the sidewalk covered in dirt and a huge hole dug in one of the new beds out in front of the house.....the chocolate dog wanted a soft place to hide from the bugs...and dug a nest....spewed the soil out onto the sidewalk....good thing R was there to protect him or I would have kicked the dogs ass....but that is what happens we are gone away from home to often in one week the dogs get bored and get into trouble...assholes...it's not like when it comes to trying to grow flowers and shrubs that I don't already face, drought, hail, strong winds, bug infestations, and the cats using the beds as a litter box....but now the dogs....ugh.... last week the same dog dug and scattered gravel from beside the sidewalk out onto the lawn...and I spent all afternoon picking the gravel out of the grass so the mower wouldn't shoot it through a window...  I had that happen once....actually it was a part off the old John Deer mower we had...it was the pulley on the back that ran the rototiller..which we didn't use anymore...I told R about it being loose and he said it was okay..it couldn't come off....so I was mowing in front of our first house and went to back up where I had just mowed...and ran over something...it was shot out of the side discharge chute and hit a big 5 ft x 8 ft picture window of the house....and broke it...it went through both panes of glass....I can't express the feeling of dread that washed over me when I heard the clunk and phwinggggg sound as it shot out from under the blades of the mower and then the shattering sound of glass breaking..and look up to see a gaping hole in the window... Oh My God...I was sick ....

so needless to say I am paranoid about things on the lawn...and loose parts....hahahahaha I have since gotten rid of that antique mower....R's brother took it...since he originally bought it for their dad to use...yipeeee....I always hated it....  I actually got partially electrocuted...on that tractor....doing some rototilling for my father in law who was partially blind...and he was positive there were no electrical wires buried in the ground in that spot....I always asked because he had radio towers all over the quarter and would think nothing of burying an electrical line to the tower to run his scanners and stuff.....we are still finding buried lines in the yard...but this time....I was rototilling and the I hit something....it wrapped around the tines of the tiller, there was a huge bang sound....my hands a feet tingled and my hair, honest to god...stood on end...R came running out of the house...and shouted at me to stay on the tractor and don't touch the fenders....he came and lifted me off...strong man....ahahhahaa   then ran down to the shop and shut the breaker off....apparently the line was live....for f's sake...that was really really scary and bad....R gave his dad supreme shit over that.....and his dad didn't speak to me for weeks....like it was my fault....what an ass.

Anyway, I digress....paranoid about stuff on the lawn...

I am going to spend the night reading and eating popcorn...while R takes the bull we bought in February to the auction mart..since the vets declared him ruined....he will sell and then the insurance will make up the difference to reimburse us for our purchase price...so he will likely bring about 800.  tomorrow and then they will settle up once we fax them the sales receipt showing how much we got for him, then pay us the rest...we paid $2600. originally and so they make up the difference... thank god for insurance....I don't think he even bred one cow...before he ruined himself...now we have to go to more bull sales...I hate cattle sales now...I would rather stick pins in my eyes than have to go to one....and R won't go alone....