This weekend Rick and I celebrated our 18th wedding anniversary on Saturday. Actually, Rick wound up M.C.ing multiple dance recitals that day for a friend who owns a studio. And I spent much of the afternoon at another friend's birthday party. But we went out together for a romantic candlelit dinner. And he gave me an electric hedge trimmer.
Yes, you read that right. From Home Depot. Apparently year 18 is lawn and garden power tools.
Now before you get upset for me, this is actually something I asked for. The azalea bushes in my yard were past the point of threatening to take over; they were in charge. I was more than ready to reclaim my dominion.
A couple summers ago I borrowed a neighbor's power hedger and loved using it. With a wave of this electric wand I can bring a shrub to its knees. OH the power! (Insert a Tim the Tool Man Taylor-like grunt here.) So I was happy with my hubby and my hedge trimmer gift. Besides, I can always bedazzle it.
I'd show you before & after pics of the azaleas, only I'm not at home to take any. Our A/C picked the week it's going to hit the 90s to run out of freon. In the words of Jane Austin, "What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps me in a continual state of inelegance."
So I'm hanging out in the air conditioned cafe of a bookstore today. Which is a dangerous place for me to be hopped up on caffeine with a debit card and hours to kill. Somebody come talk me out of buying these books.
I was suppose to make a new fritatta recipe tonight to post tomorrow but I don't think that is going to happen in this heat. Instead I'll make my favorite thing for dinner - reservations. It can be anniversary part two ... maybe I'll get some flowers this time around. And when they die I'll mow them down with my shiny new orange and black hedge trimmer.