My Neighborhood Friend...

I've found a new amigo to hang with. He's warm, welcoming, and never judges. He doesn't mind if I drop in
uninvited and it doesn't matter if I never call to thank him. His name is Lowe's.

I'm not sure who this Lowe fellow is, but he's built himself a real nice facility. Easily marked aisles and affordable merchandise. The hotdog stand out front is a nice accomodation as well. TV's would really tie the whole store together...I've written him a letter.

My first trip was frightening, I felt as though everyone was always looking and judging. 10 trips later, I walk in like I own the place...though it's mostly because I enter through the Garden entrance because those big auto doors at the front are intimidating.

I began my Sunday with a trip to my friendly hardware store (mostly because I had myself a nice little Saturday and didn't have time). My Holy Grail--a 2-in-1 Black and Decker battery powered Trimmer/Edger. I wondered aimlessly and pretended to be on a mission. No one bothered me...thus the secret to great customer service in my mind.

30 minutes of wandering later...Eureka, an entire aisle of shit I know nothing about. I dove past the blades, spelled Trimmer in Arabic and answered a set of safety/trivia questions...then I had to ask for help to load the box in a cart, not because it was heavy, because I couldn't reach it.

Homeward bound, I proceeded to chop up everything that was green in my 1/4 acre yard. This evening The Fi discovered the power felt when yielding Bugsy as she chopped up everything in the back yard that has caused her consternation. I can't wait for my grass to grow.