Dec 15, 2011 16:48
Arguments We Had About Food
(Calling me from the Ranger's Station)
Me: "How's the trip?"
Him: "Fine. (Little Brother) fell in the water."
Me: "Fell, or was pushed?"
Him: "More like thrown."
Me: "What'd he do?"
Him: "He is acting like himself, mainly. What are you eating?"
Me: "Arugula with lemon and garlic."
Him: "What was breakfast?"
Me: "Coffee."
Him: "What was dinner last night?"
Me: "Spinach, with red onion and cucumber."
Him: "(Swears) Woman, tell me you have been eating properly while we have been up here."
Me: "Veggies are food."
Him: "You know you need meat. What do you do when I am not there to remind you to eat?"
Me: "Starve."
Him: "I just went to the butcher's and the bakery. There's venison in the freezer, make yourself some tacos."
Me: "Urgh."
Him: "Damn it woman, if I come home and find you have someone misplaced five pounds again because you are too lazy to cook for yourself, you will pay!"
Me: "That's if your brothers don't drown you. Love you!"
(Hang up)
...He needs to come home. I am so hungry. Also, I miss him a little. But he won't be back until Sunday or Monday.
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