A Natural Boy Meets an Artificial Girl

Howdy from Nasvhille ya’ll! We’ve been here less than 24 hours, and the city has delivered everything we had hoped for: country music, country music and more country music!

Hi from Music City!

Hi from Music City!

The level of musical talent in this city is truly unbelievable! Today we’re headed to the Country Music Hall of Fame and the famous Bluebird Cafe to catch a show. I’ll have a full recap on Monday, but for now, please enjoy this picture of my newly converted cowboy!

Yeehaw! Cowboy, take me away!

Yeehaw! Cowboy, take me away!

And they say you can’t change a man. Before we met, the BF hated country music and everything associated with it. Now, he’s rockin’ those cowboy boots and singing along to his favorite tunes at the top of his lungs. I’m a proud woman!

Speaking of changes for the better, today I’m going to tell you a story about two very different approaches to food.

When I met the BF, we did the typical thing that you do when you first start dating: you slowly reveal parts of yourself and let the other person in to who you REALLY are. Sometimes that’s a good thing. Sometimes, not so good.

I like goldfish pretzels and lemonade. Is that cool with you?

I like goldfish pretzels and lemonade. Is that cool with you?

After a few weeks of things going well, I decided it was time to tell him about the blog. Also, because I needed to bake cupcakes over the weekend for Cupcake Mondays, and I was always staying up at his house on Sunday nights!

I gave him the URL casually and prayed he’d still call me the next day.

That next weekend, he showed up at my apartment with these:

I like you...so I will buy you these...you weird girl, you.

I like you…so I will buy you these…you weird girl, you.

If you read my “About Me” section, you’ll see that I mention my strange addiction to this food that is made for babies.

In his subtle way, the BF was showing me he read the blog, and he still wanted to date me. PHEW! (Yes, I know, it’s very cute. Oh, puppy love.)

Anyway, my “About Me” section very proudly proclaims that I am Sometimes Healthy and unlike healthy freaks, I’m not afraid to chow down on artificial, non-organic food.

I'll go apple picking with you, but I'm not afraid to eat artificial, genetically engineered apple sauce.

I’ll go apple picking with you, but I’m not afraid to eat artificial, genetically engineered apple sauce.

Funny thing that I learned after a few months…my BF is just the opposite. He is one of those people that would drive 20 extra minutes just to get the natural, organic produce. He wouldn’t use I Can’t Believe it’s Not Butter if you paid him. And, if it’s processed, he probably won’t eat it.

I'll only eat food if I pick it from a tree myself!

I’ll only eat food if I pick it from a tree myself!

Uh oh.

We’ve got a situation on our hands…

Opposites Attract?

Once I realized this horrific issue with my BF, I felt the need to challenge him every time he made me spend a bit extra on local produce or go to the store that’s farther away to get fresh fish.

I will become a Yankees fan before I drive 10 extra minutes for fresh produce.

I will become a Yankees fan before I drive 10 extra minutes for fresh produce.

How in the world was I supposed to make it work with a “natural) man who would  always shun me for buying I Can’t Believe it’s Not Butter Spray?

I think I was afraid he was going to take away the “artificial” part of me that I’m apparently very proud of. However, as time went by, I realized that there’s something to be said for at least attempting to eat less processed food and more fresh food.

Okay, I admit it...this stuff is kind of good.

Okay, I admit it…this stuff is kind of good.

I’m a huge salad and veggie lover, and when I make it with fresh lettuce (his friends actually grow it!) and homemade dressing (instead of the stuff with 5 million weird ingredients), I DO taste a difference.

All fresh. All delicious.

All fresh. All delicious.

I buy fresh snap peas from our local grocery store, and I can’t even believe how delicious they are. They taste so crisp and fresh that I can eat them plain!

Fresh and delicious!

Fresh and delicious!

Same thing with deli meat. I still see nothing wrong with buying Hillshire Farm from the grocery store. But, when we buy it from our deli, it tastes SO much better.

Without realizing it, my views on food have completely changed, and I think that’s one of the many wonderful things about relationships: as you challenge each other, you learn, grow and open your minds in ways you never would have before you met the person.

Insert cheesy love song about growing and changing for the better.

Insert cheesy love song about growing and changing for the better.

Of course, he’s never going to take away my love for Goldfish!

Teddy Grahams and Goldfish Love FOREVER!

Teddy Grahams and Goldfish Love FOREVER!

(And he would never try).

Off to run Nashville!

YOUR TURN:

Do you and your significant other have different approaches to food?

 

 

7 Thoughts on “A Natural Boy Meets an Artificial Girl

  1. I am SUPER jealous! I want to go to Nashville so badly! I am a big time country music fan :).

  2. I don’t have a significant other, or anything like that

  3. Emily on 25 June, 2013 at 10:05 pm said:

    What are your goldfish swimming in? Is that frosting?

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