I made salmon, broccoli, and wild rice for dinner and The Husband almost puked. Twice. And it's mostly "my fault" because I put too large of a portion in front of him. Ugh.
I should back up. One of the many goals is to eat home/eat healthier. Years of fast food has taken its toll and I'm borderline high cholesterol. I'm 5'11 and 130 pounds, highish cholesterol should not be a problem! And The Husband is 5'7 and 210 so...yeah, we need to be healthier. I personally love salmon, it's fairly subtle, love the texture, and it's so good for you! So I threw some on the grill (Husband was worried that cooking it inside would make it smell too much) and he threw the biggest fit! *Wah wah I don't wanna!* It was about 50% amusing and 50% fucking annoying. So next time, I'll give him little bites of mine and get him accustomed. I should say, he's really not picky about what he eats. At all. So he'll get there. He liked the flavor (surprisingly), just not the texture.
In other news, I am exhausted so I'm going to bed. There is news, but I just don't have the energy to type it out. I probably will at one o'clock in the morning (I think it's been at least eight months since I've had a full night's sleep, it's goddamn annoying).
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