Thursday, May 31, 2012

Healthy Punishment...

"What are we having for dinner" Chris asked as I pulled a bottle of wine from the fridge.

"Seasoned Tilapia, broccoli, and rice. Sound good?" I asked.

"Yeah that sounds...."


Bowls, books, and cooking tools came crashing down on me as I opened the fridge to put the bottle back in.

Chris, out of room in the cupboards, stacks his large bowls, his cooking magazines, and other miscellaneous cooking junk on top of the fridge like a bad game of Jenga.

He looked at me. Terror crossed his face at my angry stare.

I thrust my hand into the air, still firmly grasping the bottle of wine despite the landslide of garbage.

"VICTORY!" I shouted.

Chris laughed uneasily.

"Sorry honey" he whispered.

"No problemo. But, um, hey. Scratch the rice. We're having quinoa."

"But I hate quinoa!" he whined.

"This... is for.... the bowlllllllsssssssssss!!!" I shouted with all the vigor of Mel Gibson in Braveheart.

That's what I call a great day. I get to eat healthy and punish hubsters at the same time.

1 comment:

වැලිමැඩියා said...

I like your writing pattern...interesting ..I thought i was reading a novel...Best Regards...hope to visit and read always...sorry you don't have anything to read in my Blog.. It's in my Language....Thinking of one in English.. but i cannot write like that.