No, I'm not describing a lion. No, no, I'm not talking about a wild boar. I'm talking about MY HUSBAND, and they way he eats his rotisserie chicken from Target, in our dining room, after he's done working out at the Community Center on Wednesday nights!
Grease dripping from his mouth and his fingers, he barely breathes. It's seriously un-human. He cannot be distracted from his prey. I've learned not to speak while he devours his meal. Nate does this every Wednesday evening, and it still captivates me (and scares me a little) every time.
I've teased him about it, but he is determined. At that moment in time he has one objective and one objective only. He does not falter. In a way, it's actually kind of........sexy. ?? ( I think I need more sleep.)
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We all have one of those!!!!!
And he's just down the street from me....I should BEWARE. HIDE THE CHILDREN!
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This is quite a picture you have painted! LOL
My hubby always "devours" a protien shake after his workouts. It isn't nearly as scary as what you're describing. Maybe you should look into that for your hubby, so the, uh, neighbors (Heather?) won't be so nervous. *grin*
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I so know what you mean! Matts mouth shakes sometimes...hahaha!
Wow, I'm that bad eh?...and I even sound dangerous. I wonder what the boys think of me when I get in that ferocious state? I kind of see it as this, with all my ferocity during this state, I see no world around me. It's just me and that carcass. If a hand reaches in, I growl and snap. I see a very similar situation as to when you need to start breast feeding your children...you know, when your brain leaks out with your milk. We both need to satisfy an inner hunger, if a hand reaches in to steal my food, I snap. When a person buds in to tell you to breastfeed somewhere else, you snap. And when I lean back and rub my belly and let out a big yawn after I finish, your face and shoulder muscles relax, you slowly start to smile and your eyes gloss over as soon as the baby starts sucking it in. It's exactly the same as I see it!
I can handle that. A man with a strong appetite is admirable, although I probably wouldn't be able to watch a man eat if he had really bad manners. Worse than anything, though -- my ex-husband slurped his cereal. Drove me BATTY. Seriously! With every spoonful: "PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSST." Ick. Then I ended up in a cubicle next to a woman who slurped her coffee all morning. For some reason that sound just hits a nerve!
Hilarious.
Hi Susan! Just popped in to congratulate you for this piece being nominated on David McMahon's POTD.
Well done.
If you think that's sexy to watch, that's fine I guess... just don't try feeding him by hand, okay?
Congrats on the honorable mention at Dave's POTD!
Congrats on POTD! My husband is this way with roast beef. Very weird how they can be so consumed, isn't it? Mine would probably be this way with chicken too, but he happens to be deathly allergic to fowl. Sad for him.
Congrats on POTD mention!
WCM, I think this way of my hubby when he comes in from the supermarket, putting bags of groceries on the kitchen counter in a manner reminiscent of a hunter with his prey!
But he wouldn't hurt even a fly!
We wives have things that we normally would not like but because it our wonderful husbands doing it we are okay with it, and even as in your case, we like them being so natural and real.
Yes, here from POTD, and quite amused! Great story!
congrats on the POTD mention. funny story. i really must chakc my table manners at dinner tomorrow...
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