*Perhaps you noticed the absence of comments from my husband on the last post. Maybe it's because his comment was long enough to be its own post, so here you have it. Straight from the horse's mouth.
A Good Man Always Knows His Limits.
Oh how I long for the days of Dirty Harry and Ronald Reagan. Why these two you ask? Because they called a spade a spade and a rooskie a rooskie. I purposely did not reply to the "soda wars" post because: 1) curious to see what everyone had to say and 2) at the end of the day, I have to share my bed with this sexy crazy cool woman. You people must think I don't drink soda because of the things that were in that post. Nope. I drink soda whenever I want. I even have the waitperson add a splash of Sprite to my raspberry lemonade. You know why? Because I like it. Because cream soda is good, root beer is good. While I was never a Captain Morgan person, there were things that I enjoyed before I was a member of the Church. I didn’t do them by the bucket, but I still did them because I enjoyed them. But I knew my limits. As for the medical facts- you know what else leads to an early grave?
-Being hit by a car three times
-Falling off a roof
-Being shot at numerous times
and
-Getting blown-up more times than I have fingers to count on
Guess what? Still here. And just for the record, I’ll probably out-live my lovely bride. So if any of you ever hear that I’m stuck on life support because of too much soda, do me a favor; come visit me and “accidentally” trip over the plug. In addition, if they find a cure for too much soda after said accident, “bummer”.
Does soda make you fat? Nope. Soda does not make you fat. Too much soda and not enough exercise makes you fat. Let's see, I bike 20 miles a day and run another four to six a day, so I think I got that part covered. I'm not going to get in the whole addiction thing. One man’s addiction is another’s pleasure, so to each his own. Everyone will have the chance to answer for those later.
A Good Man Always Knows His Limits.
Oh how I long for the days of Dirty Harry and Ronald Reagan. Why these two you ask? Because they called a spade a spade and a rooskie a rooskie. I purposely did not reply to the "soda wars" post because: 1) curious to see what everyone had to say and 2) at the end of the day, I have to share my bed with this sexy crazy cool woman. You people must think I don't drink soda because of the things that were in that post. Nope. I drink soda whenever I want. I even have the waitperson add a splash of Sprite to my raspberry lemonade. You know why? Because I like it. Because cream soda is good, root beer is good. While I was never a Captain Morgan person, there were things that I enjoyed before I was a member of the Church. I didn’t do them by the bucket, but I still did them because I enjoyed them. But I knew my limits. As for the medical facts- you know what else leads to an early grave?
-Being hit by a car three times
-Falling off a roof
-Being shot at numerous times
and
-Getting blown-up more times than I have fingers to count on
Guess what? Still here. And just for the record, I’ll probably out-live my lovely bride. So if any of you ever hear that I’m stuck on life support because of too much soda, do me a favor; come visit me and “accidentally” trip over the plug. In addition, if they find a cure for too much soda after said accident, “bummer”.
Does soda make you fat? Nope. Soda does not make you fat. Too much soda and not enough exercise makes you fat. Let's see, I bike 20 miles a day and run another four to six a day, so I think I got that part covered. I'm not going to get in the whole addiction thing. One man’s addiction is another’s pleasure, so to each his own. Everyone will have the chance to answer for those later.
I love my wife and I love that she has a brain and an opinion. Most of all, I love the fact that she loves to fight for her causes.
*As a side note... he doesn't actually drink Dr. Pepper. It's just a prop. I buy about four bottles of it a year to cook my pork in the crockpot. I know... I'm probably a hypocrite now.
13 comments:
Though completely and utterly on Andreas side til' the death..
I thouroughly enjoyed this perspective-- and by the end of it, in just this one case.. might just support it.
But only cause he's been shot at.. AND runs alot.
Bottoms up!
Dr Pepper Roast is our favorite. And I love the bubble burn when I open a can of my favorite pop! As for my husband, if you know him you know where he stands on the issue!
He makes some valid points. But because I was forced to give it up, I'm on your side still ;)
I love that you can be on total opposite ends on this and still love each other.
BTW I totally agree with your man on this one. But I still adore you!
CRAP! I thought I had subscribed to comments on the last post, but I guess I didn't and then I forgot about it. I missed out.
Great controversy.
I like that Skip loves you for being opinionated. I like Skip.
Poor Brent. Did you really do that to him?
I love the taste of Dr Pepper, but, it's just way too expensive here to buy it. We don't drink sodas as a family, we tend to drink (cheap) mineral water or 'cordials' (fruit syrup in water.)
My 'addiction' is fizzy mineral water, but if I was told tomorrow I couldn't have it anymore, meh, ok. It doesn't rule my life.
I appreciate the dynamics between your husband and yourself. It really spells out love. :)
Skip's kidneys look like swiss cheese gone rancid. But his exterior is like an ebony statue of a Greek God.
Wait...you know me...I'm a little slow on the uptake...
Skip...does this mean that you have been hit by a car three times...and that you have fallen off of a roof...and that you have been shot at numerous times...and you have been blown up...or almost blown up...
Did some of these things happen in the line of duty?
Thanks for posting his comment, Andrea. I like it when couples can disagree...unless you have been trying to kill Skip (see above list) for disagreeing with you.
The two of you are fascinating.
Love the yin and yang.
Soda in the crock pot for dinner? Wow. I think we can remain friends after all. Phew.
Cream soda IS good.
Love it or hate it, I am just glad you both call it "Soda."
Living in the land where people call soda, "pop," is what is killing me slowly.
Pop. So lame.
LOL...I love Ilene's comment.
Thank you for posting Skips perspective as well as your own. It's great to know you two can love each other and share such totally different views.
As for Steves comment, I seem to recall that lovely brother of mine LIVING on Soda as a teenager...so would his kidney's also be swiss like?? hmmm.
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