Lessons

What to do when your pregnant and highly unstable wife serves you something you would probably not eat were you close to eating your own finger to stay alive.

I have to say I've come a long way in the last year and a half with Kate being the chef. I was not used to having 'different' food when I married her, but my horizons have since been expanded. That being said, there have been times in which I have had to simply swallow. Last night was just such a time. I cannot spell what it was (FYI, that is a good barometer of edibility: if you can't spell the word, don't eat it!), but it looked a little too different for my taste. But, one look from the teary eyes (with the Holy Terror lurking underneath the tears), and down it went. So, that's the lesson: if your pregnant wife offers you food, EAT IT!, lest you be lost forever in the abyss.

Josh
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