There was no room for a kitchen table but that was fine with us because we didn't need one at that time and we were just happy to be living together as husband and wife.
Throughout the past year and half I have realized just how important it is to have a kitchen table.
The whole act of balancing a plate on my lap does not work well for me.
And we have several stains on the carpet to prove this point.
But as I have said before, my apartment blows COLD AIR in the winter while the HEAT is on. Therefore, I do not feel bad about a couple of stains on the carpet.
Sometime throughout this past year of marital bliss and spilled food I realized that I needed a system. A system that would be a beautiful substitute for a sturdy kitchen table.
This is where the Food Pillow came into place.
It all started as an accident.
Let me explain: I use a pillow on my lap while using my laptop because my computer gets really hot and it burns my legs, so I put it on the pillow.
Well one night I took my computer off my lap and replaced it with a plate of food (clearly it was a night of extreme productivity).
It was at this point and time that the Food Pillow was birthed.
I realized that the pillow was sturdy enough for a plate of food, yet cushy enough for extreme comfort.
It's handy because its easy to store (put it back on the bed) and if I spill food on it I can simply remove the pillow case and wash it.
I thought it was ingenious.
However Luke is completely grossed out by my pillow. He thinks it is the most disgusting thing ever.
I think he is weird.
While he goes through the torture of balancing a plate on his lap, keeping his fork on the plate, and trying to take a drink out of his cup while keeping the plate securely in place, I am eating in blissful ease with my Food Pillow.
My Food Pillow has become like a security blanket and now anytime I eat at home I need it. Often times I ask Luke to please hand me my food pillow and he will bring it to me holding it with the tips of his fingers acting as if its a stinky diaper.
I'm even nice enough to ask guests if they would like a pillow to use while they eat, however not one of them has ever used a pillow for their plate. Astonishing.
One glorious day, hopefully soon, I will have a kitchen table and I will no longer use my Food Pillow, but I will miss it, and remember the good days we shared while my husband looked at us with a disgusted look on his face.
And if you are a future guest at my house, I the Food Pillow is no longer used as a sleeping pillow, so don't worry, you will not be sleeping on spilled enchiladas.
Do you have any weird habits?
Does anybody else have a Food Pillow?!?!