Ever since I got married, I’ve wanted to grow some of our food. Unfortunately, my thumb is pretty brown. Which means that my efforts over the last two springs were quite pathetic. I think I successfully grew a single green bean and one tiny tomato. After this past spring, I shelved my dreams of growing food. Then, about a month ago the boy was playing a podcast and they were discussing various gardening options. (Know How)
So, I’m not shelving that dream quite yet. Let me introduce you to the beginning of my new garden.
These are the smallest Aero Garden units you can get. I’m using the red to grow salad greens, and the blue to grow herbs. I’m so excited about this. No dirt to mess with, which I am perfectly fine with. Plus, I can do all of this inside, avoiding sunburn and bug bites.
If this first round goes well, I’m planning to get more units so I can grow berries, peppers, tomatoes, and other awesome foods!
We need help settling this. Are plants happy? Just now, I looked over at my adorable little plants, that are actually growing, and referred to them as “happy little plants,” and the boy informed me that plants have no emotions. I countered with, “Yes, they do.” Which was met with, “No, they don’t.” Clearly we’re at a stalemate, and need input from the outside world. So, please vote, and leave me comments to help with this ridiculousness!
Hello, World, I’m married. It happened almost two weeks ago, and yet I’m still sitting here in a daze.
Nerd points if you can figure out both of our rings!
I live with a boy now. Before we were married, I was a little worried it would be a weird experience. However, my fears were unfounded. Sure, it’s different, but it’s a good, mostly non-weird different.
We spent the “honeymoon” week at home, and I think that’s about the best thing we could have done. It gave us some quality alone time, and made this whole transition a little less scary and overwhelming.
This week I’ve started learning the fine art of being a wife. The number one thing I’ve learned? It’s a REALLY good thing the boy loves me so much! I feel like this week I’ve done nothing but epically fail at all things “wife.” I’m still not unpacked. I still haven’t finished going through what we’re keeping and what we’re returning. I think I’ve killed the plants I’ve been trying to get to grow. And worst of all? My talent for cooking has absolutely abandoned me. Wednesday I created food that was just barely edible. Thursday (today), I made something that should have been excellent, and I’m pretty sure I missed the mark again. I know new brides are supposed to have cooking disasters, and I’m quite thankful that so far my disasters aren’t really disasters.
That’s all the news that is news for now. I think it’s time to go snuggle up to the boy sleeping in the other room!