I love the tomatoes.
And the sugar snap peas.
And the flowers.
But not the flowers on vines.
Or anything on vines, including the tomatoes and peas.
And why can't I grow herbs?
And why, when I think Lola is pretty sick, I put her in the backyard [read: out to pasture], and she's totally happy and healthy in 2 weeks?
I'll tell you why.
Because I don't know what the hell I'm doing.
And it's kind of fun as long as I'm getting 12+ cans of tomatoes out of the deal, my kids are voluntarily eating vegatables ("beets? I love beets! I planted beets!"), and I get to take out some aggression by pulling up out-of-control climbing plants.
Win win win.