Greenhouse of Shame or Fame

It is no surprise that I have been making fun of my husband's attempts at greenhouses. The first was hideous and not very functional. I felt shame every time I looked at it because I actually allowed that atrocity to be built in my front yard. Stupid. It was white trash meets a landfill in my front yard. I hated it because it was not cute, regardless of how much food it produced.
Ryan's second attempt at a greenhouse was much better, although I still made fun of him. The man actually made plans for the thing using his engineering program, Autocad. I think this showcases his nerdery. This new greenhouse not only looks prettier but it actually works and has produced a lot of our produce during the winter months. Currently we are growing snap peas, basil, celery, lettuce, strawberries, tomatoes, bells, pole beans, and a few other green plants I can't remember. Needless, to say I'm pretty happy about this one, but I try not to mention it too much because then Ryan would get a big head to go with his green thumb.

Now, now it may be the cause of some fame to our little gardening oasis. We received a call from a woman who writes for Phoenix Home and Garden. She wants to tour our garden with an emphasis on our greenhouse. She is putting together a piece on how ordinary families with ordinary homes are getting back to the basics to provide for their families in hard times. It seems a bit silly to us since we have been gardening since we purchased the home in 2002, but whatever. We'll take what we can get. She is scheduled to visit our humble abode this Friday. I thought Ryan would be frantic with weeding and sprucing things up but it looks like the plan is to go as is; au natural.

My mother in law, Becky, initially warned us that we might be receiving a call. I laughed and figured it would never happen. Apparently my father in law gave away some berry plants to a client who knows this writer's husband. She was impressed that someone was growing berry plants and visited their garden. While there, Becky informed her that her son had built his own greenhouse and was having great success with it. So, here we are today...just a simple family, gardening to provide for ourselves, and BAM!, the next thing you know, we are on the cover of Phoenix Home and Garden. That would be so cool. Perhaps my nerdy engineering boy will have his fifteen minutes of fame next to the likes of his hero, Dave the Garden Guy. Wish us luck!