So for nearly two hours I yanked
And then, yesterday afternoon I went to check out the results of my destructive rampage. And found, to my dismay, an island full of weeds with almost no discernible difference! The Man, bless his optimistic heart, was kind enough to say he thought they definitely looked discouraged. Discouraged. I spent two hours discouraging the weeds to grow.
I have also recently failed miserably in ridding my yard of fire ants. I just seem to be chasing the mounds of these mean, pesky, critters around my yard. In fact, I think all I have managed in my landscaping efforts is to produce a yard so laden with toxic chemicals there is no way I can let my children play in it.
This is why I leave the gardening to the professionals. Or my husband.
So bring it on internets. Send this
And hurry. The HOA wagons are circling.
This is my entry in Shannon's WFMW.
The What DOESN'T Work for Me edition.