What do you mean you don’t put the green end down?

This weekend hit the spot. It was perfect and I was able to start actually putting things into the ground. My BF put mulch and weed barrier down for me and his mom brought over some already established (... less likely for my un-garden-educated self to kill) plants over. So Sunday morning, which no real knowledge of what I was doing, I started digging holes and putting green leafy things into the dirt.


I so felt like I was slaughtering some worms. Poor lil dudes. Every time I dug one up, I tried to put him back into the ground where I found him (Later that night on Discovery I saw worms that got 10 feet long and really didn’t feel so bad about killing the ones I did earlier cuz that stuff was creepy!).

Where I am super excited about the now semi planted garden I feel kinda bad because the BF didn’t get to work on his motorcycle at all this weekend. It’s gorgeous out and lots of people are riding and I know he wants to be out there too. We need the motorcycle fairy to come fix it so he can have his happy space back.

Onto the food.


Last night was a simple dinner of alfredo pasta with peas and grilled chicken sausage stuffed with spinach and mozzarella. The sausage was nice, good flavor and easy to prepare, I am just not sure I am sold on it, mainly because of the cost. For $4.50 we got 4 links, which is only one meal for the BF and I. Obviously, I’ll have to shop around a bit, but for $4.50 I could have had left over chicken or pork chops for another meal or lunches this week. Yes, I am that stingy, but who isn’t in today’s world. It was yummy though, so at least that was something.