From Leggings to Diaper: The Zero-Turn Rodeo
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There I was—Saturday morning, coffee in hand, staring down the jungle my yard had become. The zero-turn mower was waiting like a bucking bronco, and I was dressed in the least OSHA-approved mowing outfit possible: shiny leggings stretched over a big, puffy diaper. Why? Because when you’re incontinent, you don’t always get the choice. What you can choose is whether to mope about it—or laugh and turn yard work into a comedy show. I picked the second option. The Setup I swung onto the mower like a wannabe stunt double, leggings squeaking against the vinyl seat. Almost instantly, my plastic pants started slipping below my waistband, leaving me perched on what felt like a human slip ’n slide. From the porch, I could see one of my neighbors sipping coffee. Little did they know, they were about to witness Saturday Morning Live. The Ride I fired up the mower and tore off like a pastel NASCAR rookie. Every bump bounced me sideways, every sharp turn sent me drifting. The diaper puff shif...