Kitchen Music

I'm a musical person.

Sometimes, when my wife is cooking me dinner, or brushing her hair, or just being herself, I sing her an impromtu song about how much I love her and how she's the best wife I ever had.

The other night, she decided to add shredded cheese as an extra ingredient to a casserole she was making. She made this decision and announced it just as I was completing the first verse of my song to her.

I think it might have been the Slimfast diet talking, but my song suddenly changed into a little ditty about how much I love cheese.

I want my wife to know that I love her more than cheese, despite the suddenly changing lyrics of my song to her. It was not unlike a Meatloaf song, where he starts singing about being parked in a car with his best girl and, out of nowhere, we hear Phil Rizzuto shouting out baseball play-by-play.

Mmmmm. Meatloaf.