When it comes to mayonnaise, I've never preferred it to Miracle Whip... NEVER... I mean, sure I'd put it on my sandwiches at Subway but only because Miracle Whip isn't readily available there (get on THAT Jared and stop making these silly ass commercials... we get it nigga, you lost the weight... congratuations... now make it happen!) To me, Miracle Whip is the best thing to come between two slices of bread next to sliced provolone and smoked turkey... Nicole HATES it... however, since she's currently in a much higher tax bracket than I, she buys the groceries... which means, we're getting mayo (which she loves) and not Miracle Whip... now another guy would bitch, moan, complain and be a general asshole about something he likes/doesn't likes... Me? I take one for the team... however, in the four months, we've been together, I've learned to tolerate it... it will never replace Miracle Whip (and once my money situation is poppin' like it supposed to be, trust and believe, it will be added to the "essentials" part of the grocery list...) but I can deal with it being on my sandwiches, burgers, etc. etc.
Last weekend, we bought potato bread... let me make a statement... I make INCREDIBLE French toast and it's due majorly to the potato bread that I use to make it... Nicole couldn't wrap her head around this fact... to her, bread is pretty much bread in the realm of French toast... I could use the end pieces of some week-old pumperknickel and it probably wouldn't make much of a difference to her... that opinion was CHANGED upon her first bite into my succulent French toast however... today I was working on the grocery list for our weekly run to Wal-mart to re-up on vittles and I asked if there was anything she needed me to add... her answer straight up shocked the shit outta me... the only thing she requested:
That made me think about all the other things she's brought to my life that I was missing beforehand... she has truly become my best friend... she's become more than somebody to lay on top of, more than somebody to cook my meals, more than just "my girl..." she's become the silent cheerleader on all things related to me... she's become my personal stylist, my favorite comedienne, my fantasy woman... and the crazy thing is, she's not even halfway done... it's amazing how some things as random as potato bread and mayonnaise can make you think about how much a relationship adds character to your life as an individual...