My trip to the Garden Centre

As faithful readers of my blog will know (hi mom), I'm having some problems with weeds. So, the other day I went into the local garden centre to ask them what I might do about this problem.

I avoided all teenage employees as I entered the store and found someone who looked like she might actually own a home and be a weed expert. I told her my problem and asked what I should do and she replied, "Get a rabbit." I'm not big on sarcastic responses from strangers who are paid to help me, but I faked a laugh as best I could. Without saying another word, she walked away and I assumed I was to follow her or we were about to take a smoke break together outside. She stopped near the front counter and showed me a bottle of something called Sarritor. "We've been recommending this to all of our customers," she said. "It's expensive," she continued, obviously deviating from any management-approved script.

The can says that I am to spray the product directly on my dandelions and they will die. One can is good for 750 plants, so I figure I will need about 100 cans. The product is only designed for dandelions so the other weeds that have taken up shop on my lawn are safe for now.

I asked the charming woman what I should do if the Sarritor doesn't work. She said I could scrape my lawn and start over. She said there's a tool I would need to rent from a different store. No further mention of rabbits.

I decided to try the Sarritor and will come back to buy some grass seed and topsoil next weekend to see if I can build up what's left of my lawn.

I think I'll seek out a teenage employee for that transaction.