No..of course you wouldn't, why would you, probably have one of your own hanging about somewhere! Equally awkward.....and there I was thinking we were both singing from the same hymn sheet, but obviously not...
In view of the coming festivities (and when I say festivities. you have to have a cast-iron digestion here to last the pre--Christmas things, Christmas itself, right into the New Year...only then, on New Years' day is your liver allowed to collapse and shout for help,) I thought we might be a bit careful, as we both have lots of things coming up, particualry the AH (not DH today, you note),what with being wined and dined all over the place ....so Saturday evening we unexpectedly were invited by son and dil and litties to come with them to watch the town christmas lights being switched on, and the little chirstmas charity market,to be quite honest, we had planned a nice cosy night in for the two of us,but off we went, into the cold and dark night...a good time was had by all, until freezing cold we all decided that dinner would be at my sons' and we would all have fish and chips...Jeff and I would have a large piece of cod(believe me,they are huge..and sooo tasty...)and we would share a small portion of chips, that would be plenty..these chips are cooked the old-fashioned way, nice and big and fat and fresh out of the oil...a bit of vinegar on them, a dash of salt, and perhaps some ketchup for those that do not know any better, and off you go..Bliss!!! So, there we sit around the table, when the men come in, carrying parcels of paper with our f&c...it turns out that our 'small' chips were (how did that happen?) amazingly a giant portion, but I took what I wanted while AH had a plate overflowing....but we did all enjoy it, and you have to enjoy life when it happens and not get too fanatical. So, comes the morning, and I thought, nice porridge and juice, and there he stands and looks amazed, 'what, no bacon and eggs? and toast? But I always have b&e's at the weekend, always...' 'no, this morning its' porridge, we decided on that, and look what you had last night.... ' off he goes, gets showered and says to me with a straight face 'I know what, forget all this...'waves over the healthy breakfast as if it is so much poison 'get ready and I shall take you out to the gardencentre for one of their all-day breakfast.....and they are only £2.99...'...that being a full English, bacon, eggs, sausages, tomatoes, fried bread, mushroom, black pudding, toast..you name it....no wonder they call it 'heartattack on a plate'....needless to say, we both had the porridge....he tried to blame it on having withdrawal symptons from lack of eggs, and he always has bacon at the weekend...and similar cheeky talk, all the while negotiating with me., so...he will have eggs next weekend and bacon grilled (no...not fried till crispy...)
this getting into a more healthy groove lark is hard, especially dragging a reluctant man along with you..but we shall persevere....
ps...after all that kerfuffle, I did allow him one (just the one) mince pie with his tea on Sunday, no cream on top of course....well, you hate to see them suffer! (or do you?)