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Day 2, Hotdogs or Turkey Dogs.

A couple of days ago, I came home for lunch. I went through my typical routine of dropping the planner, keys, beret, cell phone, etc, off onto the appropriate counter-top. Jessica was preparing lunch and cranked up the George Foreman. As she was unwrapping the grocery bag, which concealed my surprise, she offered, "John, would you like a hotdog for lunch?". Although, I am trying my best to vow never to eat another hotdog (see Josh Stewarts view on eating hotdogs), I could not resist the temptation.

We threw 3 dogs onto the George Foreman, and watched. As they cooked, I never noticed any significant changes until they were getting 'done'. This is when I realized that the 'ALL BEEF' hotdogs I was accustomed to, would glisten in the grease and fat splattering....these were merely sitting and burning on their sides. I rolled them off into the buns and added the necessary toppings.

Glancing over at my wife, and said, "These look a little different than the typical Oscar Myer or Ballparks, I am used to." She didn't say anything, for I have learned that sometimes its best not to question the cook. Trust is a major deal in any marriage. Therefore, I strolled out of the kitchen only to rest on my coffee table, prepping the Apple TV, for my daily ritual of another rerun of "The Office" Season 1-5, at random.

Simple Blessing, and then...bite one. Bite two. Bite three...rest...drink water...Bite Four. First dog is down. Yet, no mouth coating or sudden swelling in my gut. What was going on? I finished the second in the same pattern. No, adverse reactions. Then it dawned on me. I had just eaten a meat that was clearly not a composite of Grade C or lower meat parts swirled into an intestine lining. I had eaten a TURKEY DOG!

Now, what's the moral of this story. Does it have to do with Turkey Dogs? Not really. I really think marriages have a underlying principle of 'Turkey Dog' moments. Its when a spouse understands that by default the other spouse will by in large reject any direct inquiry, therefore they subtly stretch the limits (not in anyway harming the other), to test and see if he/she would enjoy it.

Now how tight the logic here is....I don't really know. Yet, what in your marriage has been a 'Turkey Dog' moment? A stretching...to benefit the marriage?

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