Tuesday, January 31, 2006

The Cheetos Story

I've alluded to the Cheetos Story a couple of times before. Now, since it was requested, I guess I'll finally break down and tell the story.

Wow, now that I think the whole thing through, it's kind of embarrassing to admit to this story, but here goes:

The Time I Threw an Absolute Fit All Because of Cheetos

(I'm guessing that Cheetos were just the snack that broke the camel's back, but, yeah, anyway...)

It was a lovely fall day, and Aaron and I were still in our pajamas, sitting on the couch watching television. Aaron decided that it was time for a snack, so he got up and put some Cheetos in a bowl for us to share. He came back to the couch, and we slowly ate the entire bowl. Then he decided that, what the hell, it's a lazy day and we don't have to impress anyone, let's have some more.

He got up, filled the bowl again, and went toward the computer room. This is when I started to pout a little because I was having a good time and wanted to share another bowl of Cheetos with my charming husband. I didn't want the fun to end, I guess. He thought I just wanted more Cheetos, so he went to give me the bowl he had, because, well, they're just Cheetos.

But, I wanted to share, and I certainly didn't want to have him give up his bowl of Cheetos just because I was being whiney. I mean they're Cheetos, they're damn good, and I would be pissed if someone took my bowl, so I didn't want to take his.

Therefore, I went to pour another bowl. He didn't want me to dirty another bowl, so he said, "Here. Just take this one. I'm done."

Well, I apparently could not deal with this. So I slammed the clean bowl that I was going to fill back in the cupboard, picked up the bag of Cheetos (which was still folded up and clipped - just so you know I'm not making a mess), crushed them all, and threw the bag at my husband.

Who laughed.

Big mistake.

I then started to cry hysterically, he looked at me like I was insane (which I rightfully deserved, but at the time this pissed me off even more) and went into the computer room.

I went into my closet, shut the door, sat on the floor and cried. He came in about 20 minutes later and asked why I was sitting on the floor of my closet crying so hard.

Well, duh, because the windows were open and I didn't want the neighbors to hear me crying.

He helped me up and led me by my hand to our bed and cuddled me, waiting for me to answer for why I was crying about Cheetos.

The answer was, when I could finally get it out, that sometimes I just want things the way I want them, and I felt like I always try to give him what he wants. This time, I just wanted things my way, and he wasn't letting me have my way.

Geez....PMS much? I totally blew everything out of proportion, and I probably would have laughed at me too if I was in his position. That day, however, I was not having it.

Now, when I'm crying and he doesn't know why, he asks, "Is it the Cheetos again?"

It's never the Cheetos, but it does make me smile a little and stop crying.

So that is the Cheetos story. I'm embarrassed to admit that it actually happened, but I'm sure we all have our own version of the Cheetos story - when a little thing set off a big battle.

7 Comments:

At 1/31/2006 10:46 AM, Blogger JustJane said...

Cheetos is the cheesiest cheese snack there is.

 
At 1/31/2006 11:22 AM, Anonymous Jenna said...

Oh my... I loved that story! I laughed out loud ... I can relate to that in more ways than one! Thank God for great hubbys that put up with our emotions!

 
At 1/31/2006 11:22 AM, Blogger justacoolcat said...

Is it the Cheetos? Great mantra for a healthy marriage, I am sending this story to my wife.

 
At 1/31/2006 4:05 PM, Blogger Sizzle said...

i love how you've both made what was a bad moment a funny, inside joke. that is a true testament to your relationship.

we have all had those pms-type meltdowns. it's great that you have a husband like aaron. where can i get me one of those?

;) sizz

 
At 1/31/2006 7:51 PM, Anonymous TB said...

Oh man, have I been there! This story made me laugh and also tear up a little at the part where your husband was being so sweet to you after you cried. But then again, I'm pretty sure I have PMS right now ;o)

 
At 2/02/2006 12:35 PM, Anonymous gronce said...

Thank God I am not alone in occasional irrational behavior! I am showing this to my one and only!

Thanks for the laugh!

 
At 1/17/2007 11:42 AM, Anonymous audrey said...

Oh, yes. We ALL have our version of the Cheetos story. I just wish that mine came along with some clever future remark from Tim like "Is it the cheetos again?" Because that would make me laugh so hard it would be sure to break me out of my funk at least a little every single time.

Except those times when I was REALLY pmsing. those times i would probably just yell at tim "NO! It is NOT the Cheetos! I am not some insane bitch who freaks out about shit like that every single time! GOD!" Because this is the way my logic works once a month. It's fun for Tim.

 

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