I'm sure by now everyone has heard the term "the man cold". The common cold that turns anyone with a "y" chromosome over the age of 18 into a newborn puppy who needs it's mother.
At least once a year he's couch-bound and whining like he's knocking on death's door (and as pathetic as it is I do tend to find some entertainment in the behavior, not that I'll admit that to him).
Well, I've recently come to realize that this is actually a trend with my husband. He has this ability to throw himself into something and expect the entire world to follow suit (and be happy about it) and for some reason, we do...
For example a few years ago, after much urging, my husband decided to "start eating healthy". I.e. He went on what I like to call, the "Man Diet".
Where he counted calories, ate only the portion limits on bags, consumed no red meats, and had nothing but water 3:00pm (which worked for him because at the time he'd be in bed at 7ish to wake up around 3:00am for work).
It was wonderful (Truly).
At the announcement I was thrilled. He had finally taken his health into consideration and I no longer had to worry about him having a heart attack at the age of 30.
What I didn't realize at the time was that it meant he expected the rest of the family to "start eating healthy" as well.
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