What’s some good advice you’ve given to a friend, but not followed yourself?
“Punished”
What are your three favorite snacks?
What’s something you should throw away, but can’t?
“Windows”
Would you rather love your job and hate your boss OR hate your job and love your boss?
This one probably didn’t make it into the family scrap book!
“Think Spring!”
My dad LOVED olives! I don’t think there was a single day that he didn’t eat them. Growing up, he was the only one in the house that could stand them. He would often tease my sister and I at the dinner table by asking us if we wanted an olive, knowing there was no way in hell either of us were going to eat one. Just the thought of it grossed us out! Even when we were grown up with families of our own, he would still jokingly ask if we wanted an olive when we all ate together. Maybe my dad viewed eating olives like drinking alone? It’s just more fun to do it with others.
This passed new year’s eve was spent here at home as a family and my oldest son’s girlfriend Erin. Earlier in the day,we had gone to the grocery store for some snacks for the holiday. We picked up a really nice tray of different cheeses, meats, crackers and a large container of olives in the center of the tray. We were all in the living room playing cards when we decided to break out the goodies. We all took a break and started grubbing on the food in the tray. EXCEPT for the olives that is. I kept looking at them thinking that I might try one just to see if my taste buds had changed since the last time I had one a long LONG time ago.
Finally, I mustered up enough courage to grab one and pop it in my mouth. Everyone was watching as I did to see what my reaction was going to be. I believe my reaction was “F$%K ME! These are AWESOME.” It was love at first taste. I ate another and then another and yet another. I was so amazed at how much I liked them that two of my son’s tried one. They didn’t like them which was ok, more for me. LOL We all thought it was funny when I tried giving one to my dog Brody. Brody will eat ANYTHING but he wouldn’t eat an olive. Brody will even eat poop but not an olive. LOL
Since that night, there have been very few days that I have not had olives. I seriously start jonesing for them like a crack head craves a rock. My dad would be tickled pink if he knew about my new found love. I would have never guessed as a kid that someday I would actually like the salty, sour, briny, vinegary little balls of heavenly goodness. Huh! Who know?
