Friday, December 02, 2005

Drama Jar Week One - The Leaves

Since it seems that there is a lot of interest in this topic, I will keep you all informed of the Senate's decision this week. It has been a slow week in the drama department. I surmise this is because currently, the McDougall sisters are all in different states and we are usually the ones causing the drama.

This is not the case this week. My recommendation to the Senate would have to be 'T', my father. This week he has been fighting his nemesis, the leaves. My father is the man and never shies away from hard work. When both my sister and I moved out, he spent hours after work sanding, painting, spackling and cleaning our places. He spends more time outside in the summer trying to grow grass instead of clovers. And he loves it. But for some reason when it comes time to rake the leaves, he loses it.

They taunt him, plain and simple. He will sit at the window, watch them fall and swear at them under his breath. He called me yesterday solely to bitch about the leaves. When I stopped by this morning, topic of conversations? You guessed it, the damn leaves. He is obsessed.

Last year, he called Billy the Lawn Guy to come over and do them for him because he just couldn't handle it anymore. This year Billy couldn't come until this weekend. 'T', not wanting to wait another 2 days, could not let the leaves get the better of him. So yesterday and today, he went out in full force to get them done.

Here is 'T' hard at work...

and his gi-normous pile of leaves:



This may be a different kind of drama, but I believe that it is drama nonetheless. Bickering with inanimate objects should be construed as a wee bit dramatic, at least in this humble girl's opinion. Anyway it is not for me to say, as I am not a member of the Drama Senate (those bastards won't let girls in.)

We'll have to wait and see what happens.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

I can empathize with your dad's frustration. There is definitely some disappointment associated with finishing the lawn, everything looks great, then by the time you get inside, get a drink, and look out the window, the 50 leaves that fell from a slight gust of wind makes you feel like the lawn is completely covered again.

With that said... come on... you live in New England... at some point you gotta accept that if there are still leaves on the trees, then the job isn't going to be over with... I say he owes a buck on the principle that he is a senate member - he should set the example.

Anonymous said...

anoymous - paragraph one was very well thought out, clear, consise argument. However, paragraph two was pretty stupid. So as a member of the senate, I am fining you a dollar. Pay up.

Anonymous said...

FYI...my dad used to call me during midterms in college to
b!tch about the leaves. DEAL WITH IT!

Anonymous said...

At first when I saw the pictures I said - well, that is a pretty damn large pile of leaves, making me question my argument for "t" owing the dollar...

But then I noticed that they are next to the street... so is this a case where he just has to put them in the road and it gets picked up for him? If so, then he should owe even more money... Plus, he is using a blower... what ever happened to the good ole rake, does he even have blisters?

McDougall said...

I can assure you that 'T' actually has quite a nasty blister and has since yelled at me for taking his picture with the blower instead of the manly rake.