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On my huge list of suggestions to vent about, I forgot to include husbands. Especially husbands who want ice cream. This is how is went down at my house last night....
A arrives home from work tired, and plops down on the couch. (He works evenings so the kids are already in bed.) I tell him I’m going to be on the computer for this and that. He interrupts with a “Whatever.”
~10 minutes later
A: “You know what would be good right now?”
C: “No, what?”
A: “Some ice cream. Do you want some?”
C: “No, I’m trying to lose weight, remember?”
A: “Oh. But I think some ice cream would taste good.”
C: “Ok. Whatever. I'm busy.”
~5 more minutes pass
A: “Would you go get me some ice cream?”
C: “No. I don’t want to go out right now.”
A: “But I would go out for you if you wanted some.”
C: “But I don’t want some.”
A: "Yeah, but if you did want some then I would go get it."
A: “I wish you would get caught up with your blog. I miss sitting on the couch and watching tv shows with you. You’re always on the computer blogging now.”
C: “I told you I was going to be on the computer tonight. You said it didn’t bother you.”
---side note: we don’t have a laptop, only a desktop that is in the same room as him---
A: “It doesn’t. It would just be nice to hang out with you.”
~10 more minutes…I finish adding MckLinky
C (feeling guilty): “Do you still want some ice cream?”
A: “Yes, I would love some! And why don’t you take the dog out before you leave, since you’re going out an all.”
So, I went to the store and bought only him a small container of ice cream. And I watched him eat the whole cookies and cream pint. I really like ice cream…The things we do for