My granddaughter playing in the garden near a wee zucchini plant.
Here she is again trying to get past the plants a mere two weeks later.
And then only two weeks after that the plants looked like this.
Sure, they started sprouting these really pretty yellow flowers…
But the flowers turned into these…and it seems like there is no end in sight.
Please note that the above picture was taken on Sunday…a whole day before I gave away five of the colossal zucchroids the day before. What the frick-frack was I supposed to do with the rest of them?
Let me tell you how it played out. First, I coerced my husband (read: I will have sex with you if you do what I say) into making fried zucchini.
Second, I asked him to cook shish-ka-bobs on the grill which included large swollen squash as part of the mixture (read: twice in one night).
For those of you that are thinking I take advantage of my husband, you are correct. And it totally sucks for him that he bears the brunt of his predecessor, but I will say in my defense that I love him with all my heart…and guts.
And to prove to you that I am not in fact the lazy bitch that I appear to be I did bake eight (hello, EIGHT) loaves of zucchini bread that day.
Somehow I only have two loaves left in my freezer as I gave the rest away. See? I do have a heart…and guts.
On an aside I do need to give a big shout out and thank you to Lou, for telling me to reboot my computer when I frantically called him at 9:00 p.m. as I was freaking out that Blogger wasn’t playing nice. (Hey, I’ve already admitted that I’m techno-challenged and blogtarded) But it is really nice to know I have blogging/IRL friend I can count on in a crunch. I truly heart you, Lou. Truly, I do.