Irrigation Nightmare!!!

I don't know how I get myself in these situations, but I do. On Friday Mindi and I had gotten ready for our usual errand run when I said, "I better check to see when the irrigation is coming." So as we were heading out to get payroll, go by Joann's, then Wal-Mart and maybe even In-and Out Burger, I lifted up the lid to the irrigation board and to my horror the irrigation was already coming in the backyard. So I wasn't going anywhere. Mindi said, "Well I guess you are keeping Troy here" because it takes four times longer to run errands with a two year-old. So out we went to check the irrigation, a 55 year old overweight grandma and a two year old. Anyway to make a long story short, as I looked in the first hole where the water comes out, (I think they call it a port), I noticed that a gopher had dug a hole and the dirt was so thick in the hole that the water wasn't coming out fast enough. I grabbed a piece of Rich's junk and began to try and get the dirt out. Some of it did come out but not enough for my satisfaction so I grabbed a long piece of pipe and as I tried to put it in the port I stepped in a mud hole and sunk to my knees. All of a sudden I was face first in a mud hole with Troy asking "Gamma Kay, Gamma Kay Gamma Kay?" I think he was asking me if I was okay. Anyway, I crawled on my hands and knees out of my mud bog until I could get in the main stream of irrigation and then called my dogs over to help me up. It took a 95 pound white lab and a 120 lb golder retriever to help me up. I was so proud of myself, I hadn't broken any bones, said any cuss words, or hurt Troy, all I could do was laugh. I came inside and asked Rich's secretary to take a picture of us. I know now why Rich always calls it IRRITATION. I am now officially resigning as the irrigation girl, next time it could be worse.