So we actually had this post ready to go for our regular Thursday posting, but unfortunately, we were both so busy yesterday that we didn’t get a chance to publish it! So hopefully you can enjoy this while waiting for the weekend to start.
I don’t know why this is, but Mr. P never seems to know what he will like, even when I do. I recently had an opportunity to go to Nashville and I took him along with me. (more…)
For one glorious week each year, Mr. P will exercise and eat healthy without complaint. And then the minute it’s over, it’s back to his regular eating habits. Right after he got home from work, he immediately went searching for chips and salsa and also ate a bunch of unhealthy snacks and fried foods. (more…)
One of the most frustrating things I find about Mr. P is his sense of urgency. If I need him for something, I always have to wait a good 15-30 minutes before he’ll respond. But when he wants me to do something, even if it’s something as non-urgent as looking at some funny photo he saw on the internet, he will not leave me alone until I drop everything I’m doing and look (and I usually am doing something important). I don’t know if this is a common problem other couples face, nor can I explain why he is like that.
Because apparently trying to feed Mr. P vegetables is the same as trying to kill him…
Mr. P often acts like a kid when it comes to vegetables. He freaks out about them, he complains, etc. What’s interesting is that he has no issues eating his vegetables when we are at a restaurant, but when we are at home he can be so difficult. I recently have been experimenting with some delicious cauliflower appetizers and this was his initial reaction. Happy Thursday everyone!
Since Mr. P doesn’t cook, his knowledge of kitchen items is limited to the very general form: pot, knife, etc. If I ask him for a bread knife, he won’t know what to hand me. We have a set of mini cocottes (casserole/dutch oven) which I love using for serving food. A mini one looks just like the full one except it’s tiny and only meant to be used for a bowl and not for actually putting on the stove and cooking with. Apparently Mr. P didn’t know the difference. (more…)