Thanks for all of the green beans

 

French Green Beans!

Once, when I was a baby femme, an older femme said to me, “Googie, do you know what is wrong with lesbians? They don’t eat enough green beans.”

I decided she was right and vowed to eat green beans whenever and wherever I could. Then one day, I met the love of my life, Jen. And we ate green beans almost every night.

After several doctors visits, along came our son. Our green bean consumption went down dramatically. But we were troopers and rapaciously ate green beans during the 45 minutes our son napped.

But then one day, I had a mid-life crisis and decided, “Law school would be fun.” And now, we haven’t eaten green beans in ages. The wife is cranky and somewhat hostile due to the lack of green beans and probably a vitamin deficiency. I keep telling her “Don’t worry, Christmas break is coming. I’m sure we will eat lots of green beans.”

The moral of the story, don’t go to law school and be thankful when green beans are in your life.

And if this post makes no sense to you, don’t worry about it.

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone.

(P.S. While looking for an image to steal for this post, I ran across a story about a woman who found a mouse in her greens beans. Ironically, I may never eat green beans again).