Today was nice and sunny, so this afternoon we decided to tackle some gardening in the back yard. We have the humongous yard waste bin and our general goal is (on weeks when there's some nice weather) to always have the bin filled or mostly filled. In our backyard we have a huge, ugly, overgrown pampas grass:
(This is NOT our pampas grass. After all of the excitement I didn't go out to take a picture.)
It was the perfect opportunity to fill the bin. I put on tough gardening gloves and decided to break in the new clippers. I was glad the every inch of my skin (except my face) was covered, because the grass is really sharp. It must be covered in little tiny plant razorblades or something similar. So I chopped and hacked and pulled (enough to fill the bin nearly to the top). As far as the plant is concerned, it's still huge and overgrown, but now the pathway is cleared...
So midway through my chopping adventure I felt something crawling up my thigh! Inside of my pants! I hadn't noticed it before it hit my thigh because I was wearing knee socks under my jeans. Not only was it moving up my leg, but it was biting me! I started smacking at my leg, but it kept moving! I started running around, shrieking! The solution was obviously to pull off my pants, but the backyard isn't exactly private. The high fences don't block the views from the 3 surrounding houses! But I had no choice. I yanked my pants down, expecting to find a small rodent or some other yucky creepy-crawly...but instead, I found a chunk of pampas grass! Using it's natural velcro, it climbed up my leg, slicing little cuts in it as it went. My butt and thigh hurt like crazy! But thankfully, no pampas grass critter, just the grass. My will to kill the pampas grass is intensified.
That is too funny. Sorry I didn't have my telescope out to see it all.
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