So, I thought that Diet Coke with Bacon would actually be pretty disgusting, but I thought it was a pretty funny picture and worthy to post on my blog.
Ah Diet Coke. What else is there to say? The crisp click then fssst of the luscious soda drink just makes my mouth water. The constant sound of bubbles floating to the surface of the can containing this heavenly liquid makes me daydream of the first time I ever laid eyes on my love.
My grandpa has always been a Diet Coke fan. We go over to Grandma and Grandpa's house every Sunday and they'd always let us have a can of pop once we arrived. When I was a child, and not mature enough for the taste of Coke, I used to drink Sprite and let my popcorn float on the top of the cup of my Sprite. Then, one fateful Sunday, my dad asked me to grab him a Diet Coke. I walked outside to the refrigerator and decided to be adventurous and try a Diet Coke myself. I gave my dad his drink, and then I walked over and sat on the couch. I opened the can, took off the opener (as was the custom of soda-drinkers in those days), and let the divine liquid trickle down my parched throat. And the rest is history.
Ever since that day Diet Coke and I have been inseparable. We take long walks in the park together, laugh at each other's jokes and funny stories of the day, and simply enjoy each other's company. We have the occasional romantic candle-lit dinner where Diet Coke and I prepare the most wonderful sweet and sour chicken. We'll go to the park and he'll push me in the swing or I'll hold him in my lap while we try to swing over the swing set. He even comes to visit me at work occasionally. He'll just sit there and smile sweetly as I answer the phones with a cheerfully, "Utah State." He makes me want to be a better person, which is really the type of person you want to be around right?
Our 6-year anniversary is coming up this November. We've had our ups and downs but we've always remained faithful to one another. The only time I ever have Diet Pepsi is when they don't have Diet Coke or when the Diet Coke in the gas station is tainted with the smell of Indian Oven. We both agreed that if I can't have him in his best form I will have to settle for second best. We're so compatible it's insane!
I'm sorry I haven't written in my blog for a while, but not a lot has happened since that baby shower. So I figured I'd tell you all a little bit about myself that you might not have known.