Weird Question Number Nine

I'm winding down with Mike's interview questions...

9. Why did you kick me when I was only trying to help you with your diet? Should I have reported you to the authorities?

With this question Mike is referring to an embarrassing event that occurred when we were first married. You can go here to read about that if you wish. The story is in the last part of that post. Or, if you are in a hurry, here's the short version of that newlywed adventure.

Told Mike I was going on a diet

 he found me eating 

Cheetos 

snatched them away 

I chased after him 

kicked him 

big mistake 

broke my toe 

on his boots

very painful

That's the truth, most of the truth, and nothing but the truth.

So, I think the story itself answers the "why" of kicking him. Anyone would have done the same. Instead of taking my Cheetos away he was SUPPOSED to tell my 20 yr old 120 lb self that I didn't need to lose weight. Oh, he had so much to learn! 

The second part of the question is preposterous! The authorities would have locked him up and thrown away the key on at least two counts:

1) He was clueless about women.

2) Taking someone's Cheetos away is a major, major crime...pretty sure of it.

photo from freedigitalimages.net by sakhorn38

Peaceful Kingdom

After yesterday's post, I'm supposing some of you may be wondering what I received for my baptismal anniversary this year, and how it was tied in with the event.

Yes, I got a bag of Cheetos!

First, Mike said that I had to come up with a tie-in of my own.

I looked at the bag and  saw that it said it was made with

REAL CHEESE

so I said it is because we believe in the

REAL JEEEEEEEEEESUS!

I thought that was pretty good given that I had to come up with it on the spot.

Mike then had me read Galatians 6:6 "Those who are taught the word must share in all good things with their teacher."  He then pointed out that this particular bag of Cheetos was family size...

So, I shared with him.

He also made some comment about being brought into the "peaceful kingdom".

What?

OK, here's the story...

The first year we were married I gained an ounce or two and announced I was going to diet.

Mike, being the helpful husband, decided to assist me in my efforts.

When he found me eating from a bag of Cheetos, he snatched the bag from my hands.

Rude!

I did what I had to do and tried to snatch it back. 

Cheetos are really yummy!

We playfully wrestled over the bag and in the effort I kicked at him. 

Don't worry about him, I wasn't even wearing shoes.

He was wearing cowboy boots.

I broke a toe!

Seriously, it hurt sooooo bad!

Peaceful Kindgom?

Sure, as long as you don't get between me and my Cheetos!