Misty is trying to kill me with health food. The other morning I was planning on having some good ol' toast and butter and jelly. mmmm. What's this? No Jelly? Why, Misty had just beent to the grocery store the day before to stock up. What gives?
"Misty?" I say.
"Yes, Dear?"she says.
"Do we have any jelly?"
"No."
I'm perplexed, but I continue. "Didn't you go to the store yesterday?"
"Yes."
"Did you forget to buy jelly?"
Silence.
I continue, "Did you think to buy jelly?"
"Yes," she says, "I thought about it."
Now, I think I'm getting the picture. "But you didn't buy it?"
"No."
"Why," I say.
"Because it has high fructose corn syrup in it and it's bad for you. I bought honey instead. It's better for you."
Grrrrrrr.
Maybe I should stock up on these Bible Bars. Wheat, barley, raisins, honey, figs, pomegranates, you know, what they ate in the Old Testament. Actually, they left out the roasted bull, goat, and those sweet flakes of wholesome goodness from heaven, Manna. Part of a well-balanced breakfast!