Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Writer's Block

If my writer's block were tangible, it could stop a Hummer goin' whatever warp speed a Hummer can go and then WHAM!

See. It's really, really bad.

I am very close to writing about watching the grass grow, which would be difficult being that it's February and the grass is well, dead.

So, what's new with you and your lawn?


His Singer said...

Lawn? What lawn??

I do happen to have a back yard full of snow toys and dog poop and a swing that needs a replacement canopy and cushions, not to mention all of the dormant weeds just waiting to spring forth come...uh...SPRING, and all.

Ne'er fear, m'dear. As Mom used to say when I was constipated, "This too shall pass!"

Susanne said...

Sometimes we need to hear about the lawn. :v)

Don't worry. Just write about Ethel, or your adorable girl. We'll be begging for more!

Mommy Dearest said...

Well, I've paid up the lawn guys and now we have to decide whether to hire them again or do it ourself this year.

This could be my most boring comment ever. Now you've given me writer's block, too.