Date night last night. After all the kids were in bed Jerad and I took out a bottle of…weed killer. Filled up our sprayers and got to work on the lawn. Dueling sprayers committed together to the task of ridding our lawn of all things “not grass”. Very romantic, highly recommended.
In a few weeks when the fruit of our labor is apparent by our turf-like lawn the neighbors can envision husband and wife, hand-in-hand carefully spraying, united by love and a dislike for crabgrass. (OK, we were not holding hands…)
P.S. I know, those of you who spent last night on your deck with a glass of wine are jealous.