The Grass is Always Greener (and Longer) in the Backyard

I hate mowing. Always have. I'm beginning to think that Dad may have been serious when I used to ask him why he didn't mow the lawn and he'd reply, "why do you think I had kids?" I know the Man'O'The House is supposed to be out putzing around the yard - mowing, raking, edging, fertilizing, watering, obsessing over dead patches, etc. - but I don't get it. Once I'm out there - sweating like a prize hog at the fair, allergies raging - I just fantasize about flagging down a cement truck and paving