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Dear Husband,I have diagnosed the problem:
Lachanophobia. A fear of vegetables. You have it.
No worries! With intensive vegetable therapy (and some sneaky cooking techniques on my part), I believe we can overcome your fear and recover from this trauma. All is not lost. We'll get through this together. All you have to do is trust me. Don't ask what's in the food, just eat it! It's tasty. Why would I lie about that?? **eye lash flutter**
Love,
Your Wife
P.S. Vegetable therapy rewards include head/back scratches and kisses.
EDITED - I forgot to log out and the Professor got into my account and edited the above paragraph in the following way:
No worries! With intensive vegetable therapy (and some sneaky cooking techniques on my part), I believe we can overcome your fear and recover from this trauma. I'll also cook you pizza every day. And then I'll get you a machine gun/flamethrower/helicopter. All is not lost. We'll get through this together. All you have to do is trust me, and eat meaty, veggie free pizza. Don't ask what's in the food, it's not poop, just eat it! It's tasty. Why would I lie about that?? **eye lash flutter**
Dastardly fiend! And, for the last time, I will NOT get you a machine gun/flamethrower/helicopter. You'll just break it.
No worries! With intensive vegetable therapy (and some sneaky cooking techniques on my part), I believe we can overcome your fear and recover from this trauma. All is not lost. We'll get through this together. All you have to do is trust me. Don't ask what's in the food, just eat it! It's tasty. Why would I lie about that?? **eye lash flutter**
Love,
Your Wife
P.S. Vegetable therapy rewards include head/back scratches and kisses.
EDITED - I forgot to log out and the Professor got into my account and edited the above paragraph in the following way:
No worries! With intensive vegetable therapy (and some sneaky cooking techniques on my part), I believe we can overcome your fear and recover from this trauma. I'll also cook you pizza every day. And then I'll get you a machine gun/flamethrower/helicopter. All is not lost. We'll get through this together. All you have to do is trust me, and eat meaty, veggie free pizza. Don't ask what's in the food, it's not poop, just eat it! It's tasty. Why would I lie about that?? **eye lash flutter**
Dastardly fiend! And, for the last time, I will NOT get you a machine gun/flamethrower/helicopter. You'll just break it.
Good luck with that plan.
ReplyDeleteThat was Stephen's alternate plan. He got around me. I plan to smother him in his sleep.
ReplyDeleteThere is a book called "Deceptively Delicious." I use it to learn how to turn "regular" treats into healthy ones, but I guess you could use it for Stephen. He really doesn't eat veggies? Weirdo!
ReplyDeleteI've heard of it. Theresa got me a cookbook called "cheating on your husband in the kitchen" which uses the same premise. He doesn't eat any green veggies so I have to disguise them.
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