Nothing makes you feel more “I am woman, hear me roar!” than wielding a chainsaw.
Yes. Me. Chainsaw. Tall bushes and small trees along the garage that needed to go. That are now gone. I have the blisters and sore muscles to prove it. But as I used that chainsaw to finally rid my yard of those hated shrubberies, I thought “You know, this is way more “feminist” than any old bra burning.”
On a side note – in explaining the Spanish Inquisition to the boys, we inevitably turned to Monty Python on YouTube. They thought it was hysterical. And if Josh, Sean and I dress up as Spanish Inquisitors and jump out at people this Halloween – well, in our world, that’s kinda normal. So don’t fear for our mental health.
The day I start being all girly “I wouldn’t dream of using a chainsaw” and not finding Monty Python pure genius, that will be the time to worry!