Friday, February 21, 2014

His and Her Mornings

Me and my guy...we are different. We have been married for more than a quarter of a century, and it seems like that would bring some oneness, but it hasn't.

Mornings. That is where our differences really shine.

He is up at 5 a.m. Yes, 5 a.m.
Me? I do not like getting up before 6:30. Ever.

He likes his coffee strong and black and bitter.
I like my coffee cup to be filled with 1/3 coffee and 2/3 milk.

He likes his eggs scrambled, right out of the shell.
Me? I like them scrambled with a little milk and cheese. Light and fluffy, please.
Oh, and he likes to put butter in his eggs "so they don't stick to the pan".
I say better stuck to the pan than stuck to the hips.

He likes his oranges sliced into wedges.
I like mine cut into wagon wheels.

He wants his barely heated with a big pile of butter right in the middle.
I like mine with actual toast marks and lightly buttered from edge to edge.

Every day.
And after another quarter of a century?
I suspect that it will be more of the same, with a side of wrinkles.

1 comment:

  1. Ditto here but make it decaf. And I'll skip the eggs altogether. Thought you took tea not coffee.