A couple years ago we received a popcorn maker for Christmas. The kind that sort of looks a movie house popcorn machine, but on a smaller scale. For whatever reason I have become the person who operates this machine; probably because it’s just about the only thing I can cook that other people will eat with being admitted to the hospital. Anyway, the dogs love popcorn and quickly gather around as soon as they smell it. Sometimes I think it’s a bigger deal for them than it is for the rest of us.
Is it just my dogs or do all dogs have selective hearing? You can all their names all day and they’re no where to be found. Open a refrigerator or microwave door and I’m suddenly surrounded like I’m in a kennel. Or if I say the words “chicken fat” they suddenly get a twinkle in their eye like I’m their new best friend.
It’s just SO easy to sit down with a box of cookies, a bag of chips or pint of ice cream, power it down and THEN looking at the serving suggestion. Too late.
On a side note, I must have been running a bit too close to deadline with this one. What is that odd, nebulous white space off to the right? It’s like the end of the comic strip universe just drops off over there or something. Weird.
For as smart as we think we are, it’s a rare day indeed when parents can sneak something into a kid’s diet. They can ignorantly walk by an overflowing basket of laundry to be folded, or a crying dog standing at the door, but put an onion or anything green on to a pizza and alarms are going off all over town. Yes, I was a kid once, and admittedly I was probably THE pickiest eater on the entire planet, but that doesn’t make it any easier to understand now.
How many of us are blessed with super metabolisms so you never get pudgy no matter what you eat? Yeah, me neither. And I get really annoyed with myself when certain pairs of pants just don’t fit anymore. Sure I know the solution to that is eating properly and exercising regularly, but that’s just no fun.
My fellow parents, mostly moms, you KNOW this has happened to you! This strip is based on real events, and yes, I typically sleep very soundly, right through stuff like this.
Regular readers will note my wife’s thankless efforts to get the rest of us to eat healthier. She recently started making kale chips as a snack, which inspired this strip (though the conversation itself never actually happened). I have to admit the kale chips are actually kind of tasty, especially the ones that get crispy. That said, whenever she makes them I can’t help but think of the “Cheers” episode where Woody gets a job hawking some kind of vegetable juice (replete with kale) in a TV commercial.