What is it with dirt?

Ok, here's the deal. I mowed the lawn the other day and THIS is what I looked like afterwards! Can u see all the dirt plastered all over my body. It was all the way up into my hairline, I had to scrub like crazy to try to get it off. Plus I have nice raccoon eyes from my sunglasses-at least no dirt in my eyes! Everyone said its because its been more humid and that is why the dirt stuck, because it wasn't especially windy and I wasn't really sweaty, so I was shocked when I got off the tractor and saw myself. I do have to tell you though, it was a good lawnmowing day. It had been a week and a half since I had last mowed (we usually do it every week), so the grass was a little longer, which made it easier to see my lines of where I had just mowed instead of squinting to see "Did I already mow this area or not?" I hate that, when its not super long enough and so when u do cut it, u can barely tell WHERE u cut it. However, it also wasn't SO long that we wound up with rows of what I call "baled hay" in our yard. Which I guess technically its not baled till u wrap it and tie it, but u know what I'm talking about when they cut the hay and u see all these rows of long hay/grass. Dan hates it when that happens , so I was glad it wasn't THAT long. Anyway, as I was saying it was a good lawn mowing day until... I got the tractor stuck. Ugh! We have this one corner of our yard that has a natural spring/swamp in it and I thought I was far enough away, but evidently I wasn't. Stuck in the mud there I am. Now the kicker is that Dan had just stopped by the house not 10 minutes ago and if this had happened while he had been there I would have had him get me out. But he had already left and there was no one to do it ... but me. So ("I am woman, hear me roar" remember that 70's song, drum up the music, because here I come!) I go over and get the Ranger, which thankfully still has the tow strap in the back (yes, the tractor has gotten stuck before), and I drive over to the tractor. Now I might mention here, that we live on 5 acres, so we don't mow our yard with a little riding lawnmower. We used to use a big Kubota tractor that had a bucket on the front and a mowing attachement on the back, but a few years ago we got a zero-turn mower. I still call it a tractor because its still pretty big, and certainly not light enough for me to pull out of the mud by my own strength. So , I drive the Ranger over and hook up the tow strap. Yes, I actually know how to do this, because many years ago (before kiddos) my husband and I used to have a rock-crawling Jeep and we would go on trails and climb up 80degree rock cliffs with this thing (not kidding-true story-it was so fun- and that Jeep was built so incredibly well it was awesome! (my husband built it by the way-he did FANTASTIC!) Well anyway, we don't rock-climb anymore, but because of that I certainly have been around enough vehicles that needed to be towed out of sticky situations in the past, so I know what to do, where to hook it up, how to pull it out, etc).

So, I hook up the tractor and I pulled it out of there. "ROAR!!!!" Boy, we women sure can do things when we don't have someone around to do it for us :) So that's the end of my lawnmowing story. However, there is more dirt coming...

Yesterday, the girls went to their summer bible school class, so Dan wanted me to go golfing with him. I went so we could spend some time together. I don't really golf (I tried eons ago, but gave it up rather quickly when I realized I have no patience for it and it causes words to come out of my mouth that shouldn't be coming out if u know what I mean). I rode along in the cart. This was going well, the breeze was nice. Until, Dan started getting frustrated because he wasn't hitting them very well. I happened to have gotten my purse open to get something, it was sitting on my lap and my feet were up on the front of the golf cart, when he takes this swing(right next to the cart, mind you) and he wacks the dirt. All this dirt goes flyin up in the air and of course the wind then sends a gush at just the right moment. So of course, I am now covered in dirt again. It's all in my purse (since it was open on my lap), its on every inch of my clothes and skin, and it even got inside my bra!!!! What a mess! What is it with me and dirt this week?!