Sunday: Mowin' on "Big Red"

Er, I was giving an update on our productive weekend. Got to Saturday and then work and house duties took precedent over the blog. So... let's pick up where we left off. I * think* that Sunday left me mowin' on the big red tractor, given to me by my father. It's big. So big I had to build two ramps so we (well, me -- I don't think Olga is going to be driving it anytime soon) could wheel it into and out of our garage. We went to Home Depot to buy wood for said tractor ramp. I'm a wood-buying virgin. More comfortable at the Hallmark store choosing cards than choosing wood. A skinny guy no bigger than a 2x4 helped me out. We bought a 2x2 (slightly thinner than the skinny guy) and some plywood. Then another guy helped me buy nails. I got home and began to curse the nail guy (the skinny, he was alright). The nails he chose were to small! Well, a little later on Olga pointed out that I was hammering the nails through the 2x2 and that wouldn't it be better to start with the thin plywood. Doh! Sorry nail guy, your alright too. I'm really out of my comfort zone. The lawn (70% grass, 30% crab grass) eventually did get mowed and I rolled "Big Red" over the ramps and into the garage when I was done.