My Life as a "Margarine Lover"

   The other day I heard one of the top ten, no top five-- actually, tops three phrases that no girlfriend ever wants to hear from her boyfriend. "You love margarine". Actually I'm pretty sure thats the top one phrase no girl, or any person really, wants to hear from their significant other. He said it as a joke, but I should also mentioned I was also wrapped in a duvet, suffering from chronic morning back pain, like I do. 

   The moment was sparked by the fact that I like to spread a little margarine on my pancakes before pouring on the ol' maple syrup. I would be so down to put butter on my pancakes if it was around. I can't stress enough that I really don't have a preference. I buy margarine for my life, probably because my parents always bough margarine in our family home, and because butter makes me fear carpal tunnel. I didn't think it was a bad thing necessarily, but being considered a margarine-lover is a serious problem. 

   My roommates all eat butter. Haha that sounds like I mean to say they just eat spoonfuls, but I think you know what I actually mean. But yeah, they don't use margarine, which has caused great disparity when we're making cookies. But we have overcome even that, so it is disconcerting the I am now the girl who loves margarine. 

   Gentlemen, a word of advice, never observe that your lady "loves" any product of the butter family, because she might write a blog post about it, and everyone who reads it will think you are a dummy.