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This Was My Wife’s Idea

This Was My Wife's Idea

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Can I start by saying I love my wife?  I aim to keep her happy, so whatever ideas she comes up with, I try to oblige.

It was her idea to start cutting my hair.  My choice was that or the Flowbee.

It was her idea to send me to strangers homes when she would buy stuff from Craigslist.  That way if I was killed, at least my family would be safe.  She never said that out loud, but I know it crossed her mind.  

It was her idea to get a dog that would live in our house at all times.  I’m allergic to dogs.

It was her idea to get a hutch for our dining room. I hauled it in, put in the china.  And we got rid of it the same day because it was infested with spiders. Nice hutch though….

And then there were the turkey muffins.

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There was some post on Facebook that sent her into a frenzy.  She saw this plan that was 6 weeks of an extreme workout and diet.  “Let’s start tomorrow!” she said.  Tomorrow?!  With a list in hand, I headed to the grocery store in pursuit of food that I never buy.  I do the grocery shopping at the same store every time.  So I know where everything is located.  But this time it would be like walking into a whole new store.

After about 4 hours of shopping, I stood in the checkout line with 20 cartons of egg whites.  I also got to stare at the Hershey’s chocolate bars while I waited. It was the same candy bar on every shelf.  Was this a sign?  I could hear the chocolate say “this is your last chance!”

I didn’t buy two and eat them on the way out.

One thing is for sure, for me anyways is to be accountable to someone if I am going to stick to a diet.  So I had posted a picture of my 20 cartons of egg whites with a description of what we were doing on Facebook.

Once I was home, we had to prep meals for the week.  Have you ever made turkey muffins?  When the turkey muffins came out of the oven, there was that little bit of gooey fat on the top of each muffin.  It was like some sick frosting.  Needless to say, my wife was grossed out.  She looked at me and said, “I can’t do this!”  In my mind, I said all kinds of bad things.  But what came out of my mouth was very different and honestly, I was very relieved.  I looked at her very intently and said, “We tell no one of this!”  In the end, we did eat some of the food.  So not all was lost.

The following was also my wife’s idea.  After a string of her forced suggestions that I have to live with, she told me I should start blogging.  After no argument at all, I bought my domain name and became a blogger on May 13th, 2017.  I think this is turning out to be a good idea.  Now, it came out of left field.  I mean, I’m a songwriter, but I’m not a writer or a blogger.

So now it’s a reality.  She even gives me ideas of things that have happened in our family to write about.  I was reluctant to write anything about her that she wouldn’t want people to know.  But she eggs me on.  I just look at her with a blank stare when she reminds me of something hilarious she has done.  I’m like “Are you sure I can write about that?”  My wife is a very confident and secure person and I run all my posts through her, but she pretty much approves everything.  And I’m realizing there is a lot of material.

Now like most things that are her idea, I end up doing all the work.  But that’s ok.  I’ve always thought my family was awesome and I wanted people to see our life.  They could see how we get it wrong, how we get it right and everything in between.  It’s about being real, right?  Maybe there are a lot of people who will relate to our life.  So crazy as it may seem, I’m starting to like this blogging thing.

What are some crazy ideas that your significant other has you doing?

4 Comments

  1. I sure enjoyed reading your post! It made me laugh and reflect. My husband volunteers me to do work for his friends and family, and I do things like mail order bags full of live dubia roaches to raise in plastic totes for feeder insects. 🙂

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