Saturday, September 19, 2009

POPCORN POPPING IN THE MICROWAVE


The Pirate is back in preschool. With it comes the first week tantrums. It is hard to stay so well behaved for two whole hours. He melts down when he gets home.

I do the same thing when I get home from church on Sundays.

In preschool parents provide the snacks. Next Thursday The Pirate is to bring microwave popcorn.

Back in the 90's I met Mr. Right. He noticed me because I didn't speak like a Utahn and I wore flannel shirts around my waist. I was also living with Papa's parents. My grandparents.

Grandpa Kneisly taught me how to make an egg salad sandwich, how to like O'Douls, and how to make popcorn in a pot on the stove.

I haven't bought microwave popcorn since.

One time I thought I might buy some for a quick snack emergency but when I got to the store and glared at the blue and yellow box I decided it wasn't worth it. I probably bought doughnuts instead.

So when Teacher Maryann assigned us microwave popcorn I added it to my grocery list for I knew it wouldn't be found in my pantry.

Then Mr. Right took my grocery list to Costco.

I have a method that goes like this: I write everything I need from the store on one paper. If an item is to be bought at Target a "T" is written next to it. Things from Costco get a "C". Things from the grocery store get nuttin'.

Microwave popcorn absolutely did not have a C next to it.

Can you imagine? You don't have to, read on...

Mr. Right is wonderful and thought he'd save me a trip to the grocery store and he bought me microwave popcorn from Costco.

35 bags of it.

When he came home and told me how helpful he'd been I thought, "Mercy. What will I ever do with 35 bags of microwave popcorn? Make a cute message for primary teachers that says, 'Without you primary would pop'? Throw a block party and provide everyone with their own personal bag of microwave popcorn?

Was it worth the 14 dollars?

Anyway, today I went out to the food storage and there on the top shelf was Orville and his 94% fat free Smart Pop popcorn.

94% fat free.

Smart Pop.

You know what that means?

Mr. Right loves me!

I can see him at Costco with our three little bugs climbing around the cart and running for the samples while he stared at the list.

She wants microwave popcorn?

Did pigs fly?

Well if my Queen wants microwave popcorn then that is what she will get.

But wait...she is very particular about her snack foods. If she were to buy it what would she buy? She would buy the 94% fat free. She would buy the Smart Pop.

And that is what he did.

For me.

Because he loves me.

Either that or there weren't any other options available, but that's a mute point now.

Ah love. Ah good husbands who try.

And he did save me a trip to the store.

Now ya'll know what you'll be getting for Christmas.