Playing in the dirt and eatin' Strawberry Pie

Strawberry Pie aka Heaven in a pie shell.

Ya'll I'm not kidding.

I could eat this for the rest of my life and be one happy girl. So, my mom brought me a huge box of Holland Bottom Farm fresh strawberries and the recipe to the best thing I've eaten in a long time. I don't know if it's the cream cheese mixture that's spread on the bottom or the 2 cups of sugar that makes it so good. Whichever...I'll keep eating it and lying to myself that it's good for me because it has fruit in it.

Have I bragged on Sam lately? Oh, nevermind...I remember. I was just telling a funny Sam story last week about him getting pooped on by our precious offspring. So, he deserves a big pat on the back and certainly a reward for Husband of the Year! The things this man will do to keep me happy are unreal. I've been bugging him about putting a garden in for me since we built this house 2 1/2 years ago. I mean...we have an acre of land so it was meant to be.

Enter "Big Sam Ault" who is my father-in-law.

He's not big...but that's what I call him anyway. He is the expert of all things landscaping and yard related. He can build anything and he likes to keep the women in the family happy as well. A weekend passed by and all of a sudden I have a big wooden box outside ready to be filled with dirt. Sounds easy enough, huh?

Well, you obviously do not live on CRYSTAL valley road. Ya'll...the damn crystals in our yard are outrageous. We had to till up some of the ground to even out the surface a bit. Home Depot doesn't know that the tiller we rented was throwing sparks out the back due to the massive amount of crystals it had to go through. Okay...so that's done and Sam needs his first back transplant.

Next...fill it up with top soil. Oh...this sounds for sure easy.

4 truckloads later I have a big wooden box that has been "de-crystalled" and filled up with top soil and super soil. Second back transplant needed.

Finally, planting time. That really was easy. I got to play in the dirt while Sam did other Man stuff including mowing the yard on his riding mower while drinking a beer.

After all was said and done we enjoyed a gourmet dinner of rotel cheesedip, bean burritos, and a good Mexican beer. Followed up by the last piece of heaven topped with a massive amount of cool whip. Perfect ending to a perfect day.

Sincerely,
The Manicured Gardener