I'm a Gardener! I Garden!

When Brian brought in this zucchini from my garden today I swelled with pride.

"That came from my garden," I thought. "I grew something! We need to celebrate! This deserves a blog post!

Then I remembered:

a) the only plant in our house that has survived 7 years of marriage has done so because Brian waters it. When he goes away, plants die.

b) my mom helped me plant my garden this spring. In fact, I'm pretty sure she planted that zucchini plant. I just told her where to put it.

c) my mom also did all the weeding in my garden because I was pregnant.

d) Brian watered the garden probably more than I did.

e) Brian "harvested" the zucchini in question.

And after I remembered these things I felt a little like Bob in What About Bob? You know the scene where he goes sailing. He's tied to the mast and can't possibly contribute anything to the process of moving a boat through water, yet he's ecstatic.

You and me Bob. I'm a gardener!