On the GM menu:
A mix up of fresh fruit of veggie.
(read - the only things I've been eating for the past 2 days..together.)
We walked by beef noodles today and I love beef noodles! LOVE!
It was torture.
Me: I WANT BEEF NOODLESSS!
Bob: No la, not nice la. So oily. Yucks!
For the record, this is something we eat very often. But today he decided that it was gross.
For the record, this is something we eat very often. But today he decided that it was gross.
Like a fat kid looking at cake through a window,
I look into the shop at people pulling beef noodles with their chopsticks,
eating happily, laughing (probably at me) and I hate them.
Me : No! Look at them eat! It looks so good!
Bob: So oily! I think fruit tastes nicer.
Wow.
Me : After this stupid diet I want to eat beef noodles ok?
Bob: Oh.
My perpetually happy boyfriend with eyes like this ^^,
who looks like Winnie the Pooh (right guys right?), nods.
To which I respond with,
Me : And when that day comes, don't deny me my beef noodles.
I. will. punch. you.
I say slowly, staring him right in his eyes
(that I somehow found huhuhuhu, just kidding!)
Diets. It makes you say strange things,
that you totally mean but probably shouldn't say aloud.
x
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