When you don't have what you need, you improvise. I believe I have already proven this with my purple chenille mowing gloves. Well, I've done it again, and the results were just as great.

First, I had a tree (sapling) from grandmother and another one that I had ordered from grandmother's catalog that had to be planted. On a somewhat related note, Boxer dog loves sticks. As I'm digging a hole for the first tree, I notice the tree moving away from me. I almost fell in the hole I was digging as I chased Boxer dog to get the stick back from him. The neighbors enjoyed this spectacle.

I got smarter when it was time to dig the second hole. After I misplaced the second tree and finally found it, I put it in a safe place out of Boxer dog's reach. I attempted to dig a hole, but the ground was really hard. I even hopped on the blade of the shovel, but it didn't do any good. Then I remembered--Boxer dog loves to dig, so I pointed to my not-so-big hole and told him to dig, dig, dig. He did. I could hear the neighbors laughing until one of them came over with a post-hole digger and took over. I appreciate the help, but my method was seeing some success.

Later, it was time to mow the yard. My trusty iPod had a dead battery, thanks to my scatterbrained ways, but I figured the iPhone with its satellite radio app was the perfect solution. Unfortunately, both pairs of my usual mowing shorts were wet in the washing machine, and the replacement shorts had no pockets. As iPhone is heavy, it wouldn't be able to rest in the waistband of back-up shorts, and I had convinced myself that music was absolutely necessary. A backpack to hold the iPhone seemed like overkill, and it would make me feel hotter on an already hot day. I went to the foyer closet and looked and looked. Finally, I found my solution--a black evening bag! It was just the perfect size for iPhone.

I took my evening bag outside, put my iPhone in it, and considered the best way to carry it. I didn't want to carry it over my shoulder or strap it across my body, so I settled for tying the strap to the mower. It worked very well, and I can honestly say my neighbors showed no shock or surprise when they saw me pushing a lawn mower with a black satin evening bag (embellished with rhinestones, no less) attached to it.

Overall, I would say that I had a productive day and still got to enjoy my music as I worked.