This morning my husband was making breakfast. Thats not really the point though because he does 99% of the cooking, he is awesome that way.
He asked me if I'd like a cup of coffee. Never mind the 44oz diet coke by my chair. Or the fact that in the 10 years he has known me he has not seen me take even one sip of coffee. It went something like this.
Huz: I made some coffee, want a cup?
Me: *blank expression*
Huz: I think you'd like it with cream and sugar
Me: Yeah, remember that thing we fondly refer to as a diet?
Huz: But it makes coffee taste better
Me: I like the flavor of coffee, I don't like HOT drinks, have you ever seen me drink a hot drink?
Huz: I don't get it, I know you like hot things - you like me. Why won't you drink coffee?