I can't hardly grow flowers, but vegetables? I got this.

D and I decided that we would do a small garden this year. I have gardened my entire life and have always found peace in the activity. I don't like doing flowerbeds and find that to be tedious work. However, when it comes to a vegetable garden, I find it calming and I thoroughly enjoy it.

I think it has something to do with reaping the benefits of your hard work that I find so much more appealing about it. Sure, flowers are pretty, but with gardening I can actually feed people and that has always been a major sell for me. Ever since I was a child and we did it for actual survival.

I used to do a garden of some sort every year, but the last couple of years after Momma, I haven't really felt myself and haven't had the urge to do the things I used to always do. I don't know, my life has just felt different. I've felt different.

But, I wanted to get back to doing things that I've always found joy in. Hence, the garden. 

We decided to not do anything too big this year. I think D had reservations about my gardening skills, because as most people know, I can't keep houseplants alive to save my entire life. I have some good flowers in my flowerbeds, but I'm horrible at keeping them weeded and basically my Aunt Mary gave me the easiest and most low maintenance flowers that she had. Not to mention, D got me a very beautiful (and expensive) orchid and I kind of.... killed it. Like, forreal dead as hell not coming back killed it.

It wasn't my fault though, I swear. I mean, COME ON, orchids are one of the hardest flowers to keep alive in general. I had zero to no chance and an even smaller amount of faith in myself that I could do it. And let's just say, that he will not let me live that down to save my entire life. *insert exasperated sigh here*

But dude, did he get a shock when I planted our garden. We got five varieties of tomatoes, two yellow squash, two cucumbers, a mammoth jalapeño, a habanero, a red bell pepper, and an orange bell pepper. I kept telling him that I was way better at vegetables than I was flowers, but ever the doubter, he didn't believe a single word that I said and assumed that he would have to do all the maintaining. 

HA.....Ha.....ha.....HAHAHAHAHAHA.....HA.....HA.....Ha.....

Jokes on him, because my tomato plants have gone insane and are almost as tall as me now. And they are LOADED with the goods. Our pepper plants are taking longer to produce, and while I told D this was normal, he's been on a tirade, because the peppers are all him. While I enjoy eating peppers and spicy food, I do not like being in pain when I eat, so the habaneros especially are all him. 

I'm thinking we're going to have to extend our garden on the front side to have more room to grow out our squash and cucumbers. You know how vines are. And if you don't, get a cucumber plant and learn for yourself, because that shit is real. 

So, if y'all need me, I will be tending to my garden and showing my husband up with my mad gardening skills. Don't worry, he loves it and me and f*cking with each other is a kind of love language to us. Well, more me messing with him than the other way around, but still.