choose ye: clearly i have not yet had dinner edition.

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(Note: Some of these have shown up in previous editions. Which is good. Because food? Is good.)

Lemon or lime?

Edamame or corn on the cob?

Curries or jambalaya?

Papaya or mango?

Coffee or tea?

Still or sparkling water?

Lobster or crabcakes?

Stew or stirfry?

Vinaigrette or ranch/creamy dressing?

7-UP or Coke?

Bell peppers or carrots?

Milk or soy milk?

Nacho or potato chips?

Lettuce or spinach?

Gummi bears or licorice?

Potatoes or rice?

Sourdough or multigrain?

Chocolate or vanilla?

Sushi or teriyaki?

BBQ or pizza

Olives or pickles?

Sandwich or salad?

Roast chicken or roast beef?

Hot fudge or caramel?

Risotto or pasta?

Apple pie or lemon meringue?

Appetizers or dessert?

Grapes or berries?

Ice cream or sorbet?

any excuse to scream at my television.

I really, really love playoff season in the NFL.

As in REALLY.

As in standing-for-the-whole-fourth-quarter, yelling-things-at-Peyton-Manning-I-would-not-say-in-front-of-my-Mom, delirious-about-Tom-Brady, weeping-as-a-Seattle-fan in love with playoffs.

The Seahawks lost. Sigh.

The Pats won. WOOHOO!

The Chargers are currently leading, but it’s still anyone’s game. YIKES. Indy is very much still in it. UPDATE: CHARGERS WIN! MANNING DOES NOT!

And I’m torn. I want the Cowboys out, but do I want Eli Manning to win? Neither!

I get so excited that my stomach twists into knots.

But I love it.

With my luck, I’ll end up with a guy who couldn’t care less about any of this stuff. Perhaps that’s good, though.

We only need one of us scaring the crap out of the neighbourhood once a year.