Like Mother like Son...

I looked out the back door yesterday and saw this...

Let me explain...Michael and I are both very OCD about certain (yet different - which can lead to some intense moments of fellowship) things. Michael is OCD about weeds in the yard. On many occasions, I have to go pull Michael inside to keep him from literally crawling from one side of our yard to the other. It's the craziest thing I have ever seen!! We try to go for a walk in our neighborhood, and we can't even get out of the driveway before Michael is crawling in the yard, yet again, pulling weeds. It is so embarrassing and I'm sure our neighbors are thinking that he is "special."
In Michael's defense, I truly think that this problem is not his fault. I have good reasons to believe that it is in his blood. You see, I have walked in his parents house on many occasions and seen his mother doing this exact same thing. She pulls weeds, rakes leaves, and sweeps the kitchen floor...all while crawling around on all fours. She is fully equipped with Roundup, a rake, a broom, and a vacuum. Is it just me or is this not the weirdest thing??

Mac & Cheese is NOT a Vegetable...

If you walk into my house at any given time, you can pretty much bet that the TV that I am watching will either be on HGTV or Food Network. Michael gripes about this CONSTANTLY, but my two favorite pastimes are cooking and decorating! When Michael and I decided to get married, we both had a few requirements that we thought the other person MUST do. I have forgotten all of my requirements (I think one of them might have been that he do all of the yard work, but I now enjoy working in my yard, so he got lucky!), but one of Michael's was that I handle everything in the kitchen. No problem (I thought), because I LOVE to cook...until I realized just how picky my husband is about food. Below is a list of food that he will eat...

Red Meat (Steak, hamburgers, meatloaf, etc.)
Fries
Green Beans
Corn
Potatoes
Mac & Cheese
Pork Loin
Three Cheese Tortellini
Little Debbie Swiss Cake Rolls
Ice Cream
Chocolate Cake
Cheese Nips
On a side note...each night that I cook, I will ask Michael what vegetable(s) he would like to go with his piece of cow. He almost always says, "macaroni and cheese." Each time he says this (especially after getting his recent lab work back from the life insurance company) I have to go into my speech..."Michael, although mac & cheese is in the vegetable section at Picadilly, it does not grow out of the ground, and is therefore NOT a vegetable. What vegetable would you like?" So, the other night, I decided to surprise him (and Snerdly) with some homemade Mac & Cheese. Bless his heart (literally!!)

Back to my original point...So, after only a year and a half of marriage I am SO SICK of these foods. I feel like I eat at The Cracker Barrel every single night. As a matter of fact, I got very nauseated and my mouth started to water as I typed those foods. Maybe I should have clarified when we were discussing our pre-martial requirements that I enjoy cooking DIFFERENT things. I am at a loss for what to do, but I think I have decided that I am going to slowly try to broaden the horizon of his palette. He better hold on tight...this could get really ugly.