Monday, January 09, 2006
Of Tortillas, Counseling, & Such
So hubby and I got into another fight yesterday. Once again it was stupid and inconsequential. He said that he was going to make Mexican food for dinner, and he had already gone to the store to pick up the essential ingredients. He told me he had purchased corn tortillas.
"I hate corn tortillas. I only like the flour kind."
"Oh, well you just haven't had the right ones!"
"Gee, maybe you're right. I hate corn cake and creamed corn, and most kinds of corn tortillas. I bet I just haven't found the right corn tortilla for me."
Sheesh. Give me a break. Like I don't know myself at ALL! I hate this bull-headed side that some guys get. Like when I was in the dating field (yes, it is like war) and I would meet the guy with the personality that stunk. But he decided that he was my Romeo, and I just hadn't realized yet that I was his Juliet. Like somehow my problem with his personality would magically melt away the more time that I spent with him. (Yes, dad, I do hear your favorite saying about guys in the back of my head. Feel free to enlighten my readers in the comments section.)
Also, hubby ran awry with the whole career counseling thing. He basically said that he thought it was a bunch of hooey. So I told him to SHUT UP, I didn't need to hear that from him. This is something that I think could help point me in a direction, or at least UN-point me in certain directions. And that all he had to do was be supportive, and luckily for him that does not require any words.
I was happy to see the back of him this morning. Now watch him get in some horrific accident, and then he reads my blog from heaven, and then for the rest of my life I am ashamed that those were my last words about him while he was still living.
So to try to make up for that: I am just a little twicky about today's upcoming appointment with the career counselor. I am very excited, but also very nervous. Because I just know that she is going to announce that I am best suited for working at McDonald's. And I really really don't want to hear that. Trust me, if I feel the session start to head that way, I will have no problem telling her to SHUT UP, I don't need to hear that from you.
3 Comments:
Good luck, my dear. Just remember what I always say about boys: "They're dumb."
Just kidding. (Sorta.)
Forgive him, though, even if you have to slap him first.
Dude, fight for your flour tortillas! they're tasty!!!
This is mostly an experiment to see if this works but while I am at it..... The real problem with corn tortillas is that they actually taste like they might be good for you and have nutritional value which never tastes as good as the flour and lard that makes a flour tortilla taste sooo good especially dipped in lots and lots of cheese! Thank you.....Don Pablos
And while I agree that this portion of the argument is not really important the corn vs. flour debate has much more long-term argument potential!!!
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