Before My Thumb Turned Green

We recently decided to give our neighbor's sore eyes a break and re-landscape our yard. They had to be on the verge of planning a blockwide intervention and calling Curb Appeal to come and smack some neighborly sense into us. 

These are the official "before" pictures. 

The gigantic holly bushes and monkey grass graced our front yard prior to our shock and awe gardening campaign of destruction. They are now eternally banished...forever. I mean it. Serious business around here.  

Be gone bushes! Outta here monkey grass! Don't you ever show your face in my yard again! If you do - I'm moving.


 I can't take it. Entirely too much digging and shovel use required when you're around. You're just too pushy for me. 


I need my space - some time to explore other options.


I'm sorry. 


It's not you. It's me. 


What can I say?! I'm just not ready for that kind of commitment.  


No, we can't even be friends. I'm just not that kind of girl. 


You're just too clingy for an independent woman like me.


A break-up is a break-up. Period.


The only problem now is that we could quite possibly lose a small child in the craters left behind. You know, like when little Timmy fell down the well and Lassie had to run for help. And we don't have a dog. Poor kids.


If any of the Sunday School kids go missing we'll know where to look.

Very narrow flower beds infested with crab grass and wild strawberry vines created with the sole purpose of making God laugh as I pull truckloads of weeds.


I appreciate your sense of humor. Really. I do. But I am not above Roundup. 


I. WILL. be. victorious!


I'll post the "after" pictures later this week. It will always be a work in progress but I think we're safe from an HGTV home invasion for the time being.


Mandy