I love my garden so. There’s just something profoundly fulfilling to growing your own food.
(after texting above pic to him at work)
Handsome Husband: Where is that?
me: By the back door. He’s pissed now, too; girls have been spraying him w/water.
HH: Kinda cool lookin’ guy. Jar him.
me: I knew you’d say that. And heeeeeeell no!
HH: Or kill him.
me: I cannot do that which you ask of me.
HH: We have some up in the cupboard.
me: It’s not happening. You ask too much.
HH: It’s easy.
me: False. An impossibility. “‘Til death do us part, in sickness and in health, richer or poorer, good times and bad, forsaking all others ESPECIALLY OF THE ARACHNID FAMILY.” ((mic drop))