Day Twenty-One

On Day Twenty-One the weather was an amazing 72 degrees... 72 degrees on March 16th, who would've guessed! We spent the day together planning and prepping our garden for this spring and summer! There's enough content there to be worthy of it's own entire post, so that will be coming soon. Not only do I enjoy gardening, but when I mentioned yesterday about how our food budget had been significantly increased through this process, well gardening will help cut those expenses in the produce category. Like I said... enough there for a whole post.

Breakfast: Scrambled Eggs with Spinach, Italian Sausage, Apple

Lunch: Almond Crusted Chicken Fingers, Sweet Potato Fries and Pineapple

Snack: Banana

Dinner: Leftover Pork Roast, Green Beans, Oranges

Maybe Day Twenty-One was the start of my "Tiger Blood" Phase... nothing like lots of energy going into the home stretch I guess. We spent about two and a half hours on the deck getting the garden going and it felt phenomenal to get some fresh air and sunshine on my skin. I can't wait to share with you all the awesome fruits and veggies we will be growing this year! Jason gets excited about bike rides, I get excited about this. He is a big help when it comes to the deck and garden, but always tells me he will care a whole lot more when we have a house and an actual garden versus our container garden on the fourth floor deck of our condo. Speaking of things Jason tells me... As we are eating lunch today, I pulled a "mom" move and said, "eat your pineapple" when he had nearly cleared his plate but hadn't touched the fruit bowl. He continues eating and about five minutes later says to me (with a completely straight face) "I've never had it like that before, that's really good!" ---- **baffled** I literally dropped my phone and covered my hands over my face. His words "like that" referred to plain, raw, chunks of pineapple in a bowl. Did this kid grow up under a rock?!?! How on earth does one voluntarily ask for brussel sprouts prior to ever trying plain ole fresh pineapple, I will probably never understand. As all of these thoughts and perplexed questions came spewing out of my mouth, this is what Jason looked like, laughing rather intensely about how he apparently lived under a rock as a child: 

I'm not sure, babe. Was ignorance as blissful as pineapple is?