The other night I was out spraying weeds when a young mother walking down the street with her kids stopped to compliment me on my nice lawn. I was pretty pumped until it dawned on me that I've hit the age where the only compliments I'm going to get from young women are about my lawn.
hang in there, soon you will be at the next stage, where you just yell at them to keep off the lawn! Even the young perky ones...