My dh totally rocks. And no, I don’t share.
Did I mention he likes to eat dirt? No? Well he does. Doesn’t think the taste of it is all that awful. But he eats regular food – kiwis, strawberries, bananas, green beans, carrots, peas, etc. Whatever. First time he did it I just started laughing maniacally, waited till dh came to the backyard to witness it, then stopped him. Well, at least attempted. The kid likes his dirt.
Today and tomorrow and how ever many days after it takes (when the sun goes behind the neighborhood trees at least) will be spent digging up more strawberries and pruning those suckers. I didn’t thin them or pull off runners in the last two years. Oops.
So now my hands hurt. This one has a blister that I got digging up the crap (i.e. 2-foot tall weeds) in the other half of the garden. I looked like a lunatic chopping down and flattening the damn foliage with the shovel (we don’t have a scythe), then shoveling it all up. I promptly popped said blister when I started helping dh shovel the fresh dirt into the raised bed. My hands hurt. And I still need to do onions and rosebushes today. *sigh*