And I don't just mean the garden! I'm starting to show a little, which I like to think it better than people looking at me sideways wondering if I'm fat or pregnant.
The garden is actually looking really good. Luckily, it's been rainy and we haven't gotten plagued with those damn stink bugs that eat everything and yet nothing eats them. We harvested one row of greens and canned them as well, so now Papa B will have lots of roughage come winter. Me, I'm not a greens fan, but I will happily can for him. I really hate the smell, taste, and texture of them, so I don't interact with them other than canning. There our relationship ends. The other day I mentioned that my cousin had recommended cheese to help mask the taste. So Papa B puts a slice of American cheese on his and starts shoving a spoonful toward my face. Not a cool thing to do to your pregnant wife, PapaB, not cool. I may try some heavy cream, butter and parmesean cheese later if I'm feeling adventurous. What better way to make one of the healthiest foods on the planet edible than to add lots of salt and fat! Whee!
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