Today is our anniversary. So it’s kind of funny that we had a dinner that centers around the biggest disagreement The Boy and I have ever had: what goes into a tuna fish sandwich.
The Boy has these crazy ideas about adding mustard. Bleh. And he leaves out the sweet relish – pretty much the whole reason to eat tuna fish.
I will say that I never knew how necessary hard boiled eggs are to a great sandwich. So he gets points for that.
The best way to deal with marital strife is to ignore it. So when we both decided to have tuna fish sandwiches for dinner, we each made our owl bowl of filler.
And we each opened our own cans of tuna.
Happy anniversary, Kitten Thunder.