So I married a grease murderer

Charlene has gone vegan for Lent. It’s not a moral thing, she just wanted to do it. That means it’s been non-stop fruit, soy milk, nuts, and V8 for her. She’s new at this Lent thing, and is just learning all the intricacies. (Did you know that western and eastern churches count the 40 days differently?) Today, she made a nice bowl of fresh fruit and nuts for herself. For the rest of us, she fried some red wine sausages and bread, and boiled some eggs. Fruit for her, grease for us. What could her intentions be? If my heart doesn’t make it through the day, call the cops. It reminds me of early in our marriage when she cleaned out the salt shaker by pouring the salt in the sugar dish. I made some coffee, and put in my regular sugar. It tasted awful, so I put in even more sugar. It was only when I spat it out that we realized what had happened. I’m starting to get suspicious.