The Sweet Husband

Grannie and the Chili

The master of the obvious, otherwise known as the sweet husband, comes into the living room from the kitchen and announces, There are 19 cans of Chili in the cabinet.

The master of sarcasm, otherwise known as the wife replies, Do you want a cookie because you can count, or is there some point to your announcement?

The hubs sits down in his chair, assumes the thinking position and says someone in this house eats too much chili.

Hmmm, do you eat chili?

Nope, you know it makes me sick.

Hmmmm, there's 19 cans?

Yep, 19 cans of Wolfe Brand Chili.

Hmmm, seems to me nobody is eating chili or there wouldn't be 19 cans.

Be serious, I am concerned about your health, you cannot live on Chili and Peanut Butter Fudge.

I am being serious, and I am pretty sure you can, at least on the Peanut Butter Fudge, and I only eat a half of a small can of chili at a meal.

I am worried about your health, you have been eating chili twice a day, you need to eat a vegetable every now and then.

Ok, let's see how this works,bear with me, ok? I have a couple of questions for you.

Who lives in this house and has Diabetes?

I do, so what?

Who lives in this house and has to have a lock box to carry their medications in?

Well, I do, but that has nothing to do with this.

Who lives in this house and takes NO, None, Zero medications?

Well, if you are going to act like a bitch about it go eat some more chili.