Ok, so I have this irrational fear that my teeth are going to fall out before the wedding. Not necessarily all of them, mainly the front ones. I am aware that this is irrational, but I'm still not going to risk it by biting into anything tough... at least, not for the next 8 days (holy cow, 8 days!)
Anyway, last night we had corn on the cob for supper. My daughter has braces, so we have one of those tools that helps get the corn off the cob (also handy for canning). I borrowed her tool and scraped the corn off my ear. FI watched me, and raised an eyebrow at me. I explained what was going on, and he just said "OK" in that way that actually means something like "I think that's nuts, but I know better than to say anything with 8 days to go because it would mean badness for me." I put a little butter and salt on my corn, and took a bite. It tasted really weird. I told FI that, and he says, "Well, the butter is rancid."
EXCUSE ME?
So, there is a new rule in our house: If you know something in the house has gone off, throw it out. If you see someone about to eat something you know isn't right, say something!
By the way, I think the teeth-falling-out thing is left over from dreams I had when I was pregnant. It's apparently not uncommon to have very vivid dreams that your teeth are falling out (I don't remember what it's supposed to mean), and these were so vivid that I used to wake up and make sure all my teeth were still there. But yeah, I still know it's irrational!