My Husband is a Seeder - What Should The Sports Widow Do?
July 31, 2006 6:22 AM | 0 Comments
All summer, my husband Bryan has been on a strange snack craze. He appears to be addicted to David's low-salt sunflower seeds. Much to my horror, he has become what they call a "seeder." In my opinion, this is one step away from becoming a member of the family rodentia and growing exceptionally long, sharp incisors.
The first time I noticed Bryan adopting this habit we were at a Little League Baseball game. I joined him in the bleachers after work and noticed he was surrounded by the spit-ridden hulls of sunflower seeds. Now, if I were a tracker, I would always be able to find my quarry by the telltale signs of splintered sunflower seeds. And, indeed their carcasses are everywhere: in snack bowls, in the bathroom garbage, outside in the yard. Bryan even eats them in the car and spits them out the window, but a few stragglers are blown back in the car, so I can't escape them. David, who must be the king of PR, calls this a "snacktivity." It's a snack AND an activity. Now, I've heard everything. Personally, I think eating sunflower seeds is akin to splintering wood with your teeth and trying to suck the pulp out. But that's just me. David's encourages us all to: Eat, spit and be happy, but I'll take a bag of Doritos over this anyday!
What are your sports fans favorite snacks? Do they fit the category of a snacktivity? What are yours?
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