I love fresh lettuce. Fresh spinach, too. Even more now — now that I’ve learned to store them! (For easy storage tips, check my earlier post )
And don’t they look marvelous in my Longaberger basket? One of those girls’ night out binge purchases. But I must say, it’s stood the test of time pretty well. I hate to admit how long I’ve owned it (let’s just say, this baby could be in college by now!). The free-fall of years reminds me of how “young at heart” I’m growing! Though it does tend to beat the alternative, doesn’t it?
Back to the garden. Just because you have fresh lettuce in the garden, doesn’t mean you eat it everyday. This, I’ve learned by doing. While I had every intention to include the healthy greens on my daily menu, I realized a girl gets bored eating the same thing over and over!
Pity. My waistline is shrieking, “Lettuce! Lettuce! Eat more lettuce!” But those M & M’s in the candy dish keep drowning out the voice of reason. It doesn’t help that my daughter is becoming a grade-A baker, either. She’s learned the secret to baking phenomenal brownies and now I’m paying the price. Because I’m the adult. Because I can tell her, “No, honey, only 10 M & M’s for dessert.”
Who’s telling me no, as I scarf another handful in passing? Certainly not my husband– if he knows what’s good for him. And he does. Bless his heart.
So as I continue to fill my basket with good intentions, I long for my other vegetables to mature. The good news?
My cabbage are almost ready. The bad news? There’s half a pan of brownies sitting in the fridge, calling my name. Oh wait, er–never mind!
I think that was my stationary bicycle.