My wife is a fitness freak. Well, I appreciate it, until the very fact doesn’t come back to bite me. I take pride in the fact that she gives utmost importance to her physical and mental health, while I see it being sadly neglected amongst many women her age. To an extent, I complement her in every routine she sets for us.
But unfortunately, I have a sweet tooth and have often found myself in sticky situations because of that. It is the longest running joke in my family that if lost, I would always be found next to a toffee jar. I wanted to chew them out everytime, but being a soft person that I am, chose to chew my favourite toffee.
There was also a time when I had my head stuck inside a container of sweets, when I over enthusiastically tried to lick the remaining piece of a particularly chewy dessert. Now, no one in the family has ever made me forget that incident and went into exaggeration on how they had to cut off the container to take my head out.
You tell me, what is the purpose of making a rich Indian milk sweet with the skimmed milk. It is like squeezing life out of that dessert. But, my wife heartlessly does that and yours truly try to suck it up.
But the final nail in the coffin was when wife started including rhubarb, spinach and quinoa in every meal of mine, having heard about its health benefits. That is when I decided to put my foot down and had to bear the brunt of my outburst for the next three days, when my wife decided not to cook and I had to eat every vegetable raw for all three meals of the day!
Words to be used:
Toffee, Rhubarb, Skim