DH was mowing the lawn and I decided to help him by pulling weeds. The bank next to our house is VERY steep and has some major weeds growing there (Poke being the worst, but other smaller ones). I knew the poke was to large to get out, but DH just wanted to use the push mower to cut them off. Well, that wasn't going to work because the roots will still be there and they will grow back. Since the ground was soft thanks to all the rain, I started pulling weeds on the bank.
I got a few out, then one was REALLY stubborn...I pulled and pulled...put all my weight into it...and it finally gave! I did not ONE backward somersault down the hill...but two! DH said all he could see was my feet and butt...twice. All he could hear was "Oh Sh*t!!!!".
Once he found out I was ok, he laughed his butt off! I wish someone was there to film it because I'm sure it was funny! I banged my head on a rock pretty good and already took some ibuprophin because I know my body is going to feel it tomorrow. But, the really funny thing is...when I stood up, I still had the stupid weed in my hand...complete with roots! Woohoo!
I got a few out, then one was REALLY stubborn...I pulled and pulled...put all my weight into it...and it finally gave! I did not ONE backward somersault down the hill...but two! DH said all he could see was my feet and butt...twice. All he could hear was "Oh Sh*t!!!!".