little bitty girl

Stefan has this obsession with sports. We are never, ever a sports free home. Even when there is no actual sport to watch, he still has to watch the sports channel or check the TSN website. Heck, he'll watch curling if he has to. Curling, for those of you who do not know, is a "sport" where adults chase after a giant puck that is propelled onto the ice and sweep the ice in front of it. The guy who throws the puck is usually yelling "Faster! Faster!"

Anyways, this obsession has always bothered me, so I suggested having a sports free week at least once a year. I personally think this is a really reasonable request but he's always been resistant to it. Tonight, he suggested that if he has to forgo the pleasure of sports then I should have to forgo the pleasure of communicating with one of my best friends, Marie (with whom I email or call almost every day) for the same week.

Me: That's ridiculous!

Stef: What? Why? Marie can be considered an obsession!

Me: No, it's like comparing apples and cookies... they're not the same thing...

Stef: So....is Marie the cookie?

Knowing how Stef's devious mind works, I came to realize that the two comparisons would be a lose-lose situation for me because I don't like apples and, although cookies are delicious, it can be an unhealthy choice and Satan (Stef) would use either reasoning against me.

Me: I take it back. It's like comparing junk food and steamed fish.

Stef: I am going to tell Marie you said she was junk food.

Me: She's NOT! She's obviously the steamed fish!

Conclusion: We're not having a sports free week until I come up with a better argument. Either that, or we should stop acting like five year olds. Sheesh!