The Saturday 7
1. My dad helped me plant a garden earlier this year. I'm a terrible gardener and have not tended it very often. Especially because it's been so hot, I just can't bring myself to sit in the baking sun and weed. The poor garden was lucky if it got watered occasionally during our dry spell. Anyway, my potatoes have been ready to be harvested for probably a month, and I kept putting it off. One night this week, I was sitting in the air conditioned house watching TV, when Justin came in and said, "I dug up your potatoes. Where do you want them?" Woohoo! We actually got a pretty good haul despite my laziness. Also pictured - my very overripe zucchini and squash. So now I need recipes. Or does anyone have any suggestions for freezing them? 2. I told Justin before the Olympics started, that I'm one of the rare few who doesn't get too excited about the big games. The only thing I really care about is gymnastics. But of course we've had it on al...