You know how as a kid you’d be on your very best behavior when you wanted something?
-You’re 9 or 10 and want Sega so flippin’ badly because Nintendo is sooooo last year and a hedgehog with funky hair is way cooler than a fat plumber with ugly suspenders? Set the table for dinner every night, bring the dishes to the counter and walk the dog before being told.
-You’re 12 or 13 and want to hang out at the mall on a Friday night giving the bored out of their mind mall security guards something to actually do while you and your girlfriends act ridiculous doing loops around the place stalking boys and giggling? Take the trash out before you had to be asked.
-You’re 16, get invited to senior prom and reeeeeally want to go to the jersey shore with everyone afterwards for the weekend. End the year with straight A’s, beg, plead, list all your accomplishments ever in life and reinforce how responsible you’ve been up to this point. Except that time it doesn’t work…(still bitter about it).
Yeah, well marriage is kind of no different.
Mac ‘n cheese is probably (outside of legit Greek food) Ulysses’ favorite dish.
Guess who wants something?
Spicy, cheesy, meaty, creamy (and still chock full of veggies) mac ‘n cheese seemed like the best way to make it happen.
If my manipulation plan works, I’ll be able to show you after this long weekend.
Hopefully we don’t have a prom outcome on our hands.