7/23/11
One of our own is getting married today. Big Ben Roethlisberger is set to tie the knot and I couldn't be more excited. I'm representing in my black short sleeve onesie with Polamalu on the back. Rumor has it the cake is from the same place that my mommy and daddy got theirs (Vanilla). Not only are my parents very good looking, but they are trend setters as well*. On to more important things...
Spaghetti squash is a real a&#hole . Daddy and I have been gardening this year and after spending hours laying down a weed mat, lining up perfect rows, and organizing the entire growing season, we missed one important variable...spaghetti squash is a jerk. It takes over EVERYTHING. It has alien like tentacles that latch on to all in its path.
We are constantly clipping, cutting, and chopping this weed but it continues to grow. Furthermore, my Dad said Grandma used to wake him every morning uttering the sweet words "good morning glory"...which as it turns out, is another a&#hole. We have Morning Glories attacking everything that the spaghetti squash isn't. It's a constant battle between the two vines. Why don't they live a respectable life like hot peppers, tomatoes, herbs, or corn. Corn stands tall and proud, while spaghetti squash slithers across the ground looking for it's next victim, hellbent on destruction. Next year I will be gashing the gourds and growing cupcakes instead.
*not necessarily the words of Ayden
