I often say that I have the perfect husband; he cooks dinner most nights, he does the grocery shopping, he allows me the freedom to take care of my mom and in general he is just perfect for me. Ok so last night being the kind soul that he is was downright mean to me. Yes I know it is hard to believe for those of you that know him but trust me he has it in him. I come home from work and my wonderful husband had dinner ready and waiting for me as he does most nights. I come in and get a plate out just as he is pulling the butter beans out of the microwave. He had bought these things a few weeks ago and I asked him then what they were, I have never even heard of a butter bean before. I look at them in the bowl and realize that they look a lot like lima beans, I hate lima beans they make me want to spit I hate them so much. So I ask this love of my life “are those lima beans, they sure look like it?” “No, they are not lima beans, try one,” he says. Again I ask him if they are a lima bean or are they related to the lima bean and of course he assures me that they are not the same. Not being one that usually won’t try new foods I grab one bean and pop it in my mouth. AUGH, It’s a lima bean!!!!. Even as I sit here typing this I am reliving the moment of biting into that bean and I am having a hard time not getting sick to my stomach.
As I was gasping and trying to spit that morsel of nastiness out of my mouth he stood there and laughed. Not only did he set me up, but he stood there and denied it when I point blank asked him. Butter Beans and Lima Beans are the same thing. When he told me they tasted good I trusted him but I guess I should have considered that fact that this is a man that also likes sardines and that pickled fish, Lutefisk.
I so owe him if anyone has any idea please comment.
I won’t get mad, but I will get even. Love You Dear.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
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