Mowing the Freeway

One day upon returning from lunch we were given the assignment to mow the weeds on the freeway. We loaded the ancient lawn mowers into the trash trailer and headed for the freeway. Upon arriving we began to look for a place to park that minimized the amount of walking. Due to the lack of parking at a freeway on ramp, we decided to park on the shoulder of the onramp. With our safety vests on we unloaded the mowers and began the trek up the onramp. Cars whizzed by in wonder of why three such classy ladies were running mowers up the freeway. Upon reaching the top of the onramp Rachel directed traffic as Caitlin and Kayla ran the mowers across the onramp and over the curb into the planter of weeds. Once the deed was done, they awkwardly ran down the onramp being dragged by the mowers, unable to control them, laughing all the way.

The Weed Mowing Song (to the tune of jingle bells)

♫♫ Dashing through the cars

With some lawn mowers in tow

Breaking traffic laws

Laughing all the way

Horns honk like in Beijing

Making spirits bright

What fun it is to laugh and sing

A mowing song tonight

Oh, mow the weeds, mow the weeds

Mow them all the way

Oh, bless all the mayor’s needs

On this scorching hot weed day

Mow the weeds, Mow the weeds

Mow them all the way

Oh, bless all the mayor’s needs

On this scorching hot weed day♫♫