Day 02: Lawn care, Pants-peeing, Hayes Carll, TCBY

I woke up with the intention of taking my son on a walk around the neighborhood across the street as today was their neighborhood-wide garage sale. It’s quite a nice subdivision which should have been my first clue that this adventure would be a waste of my time. I've learned this spring that garage sales suck when they’re in nice neighborhoods. Essentially what you find is wealthy people selling new stuff for ridiculously high prices. I want junk and I want it cheap. Needless to say the kid and I came home empty handed.

The morning wasn't an entire loss though. My wife took off with our girls to drop them off at their cousin’s house for the night. Meanwhile, I stayed home with the little man and mowed the yard. He followed me around with his plastic mower mimicking my every move. Pretty cute, really.

I’m not sure why, but I decided to mow bare-footed. Maybe I was too lazy to go inside and put on shoes. Maybe I just needed to feel liberated from the constraints of our society’s grass cutting footwear expectations. Either way, I hadn't had grass stains on my feet like that since I was a kid. It was kind of awesome.

Eventually the day evolved to simple laziness. Two kids gone. One taking a nap. Wife watching Army Wives.

Nothing else for a man to do than go to the basement and watch Billy Madison.

That lasted for about half the movie -- up until the point where peeing your pants becomes cool -- before I shut it down and turned on some music instead. Over the past several years, Hayes Carll has become a large part of my annual summer soundtrack. It only seemed fitting for such a lazy afternoon.

Then came the rain. And the ice cream. With Iron Man.

The Summer of Tim continues...

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