Every day of the week I sit behind a desk, push a pen, make things happen & supervise idiots. Guess what....I have to do the same thing on the weekends at home. Today was a beautiful day, a hot one too. No mow May is over and "the man" had to get his ass out in the yard and cut my grass, but not without my supervision. He wont even pick up the damn trash beforehand unless he's told. He requires instructions for everything. Cutting the grass is no different. So, I sit on the patio, on my swing with my feet out, wiggling my toes and showing my soles while smoking. I did enjoy the outdoors today but not without doing some Saturday supervision.