Joe just informed me it was time for me to make his salad for him. Yep it is about 10 pm. He eats late. All the guy eats is a salad for dinner. It used to be more elaborate but he really doesn't care (or notice). All he wants is lettuce and cheese. I chop up Romaine and throw grated cheese on top. He wouldn't care if I bought it in a bag or use a fresh head of lettuce. He has to have it with Italian dressing. I make it with the Good Seasons Italian dressing mix and Balsamic vinegar.
In the morning he just needs Lipton Diet Ice Tea, raspberry or peach.
What brings all this up is that I went shopping today and got holiday shaped pretzels and they were on the counter.
Joe - what are these
Me - pretzels, holiday ones, see the shape? Don't eat them yet.
Joe - I don't eat pretzels. If you haven't noticed that I don't ever eat them.
Me - No, I din't notice, hum.
Joe - I do eat salads though.
12 years ago
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I had a similar conversation with John. I've been cooking at least one or two meals for him every day for seven years but the other day I made an a casserole with a creamy sauce and peas and he said he doesn't like creamy sauces or peas. WHAT? since when? And he doesn't like cooked carrots? Really? How did I miss that? And a few weeks ago at the cabin Joe fed him Spam and he tells me he's always rather liked Spam. I felt like I had no idea who I was married to anymore!
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