Chicken Choking

It's was Sunday, and I always try to cook a decent meal because during the week I just don't have the time or I am to tired to eat by the time Mr. Wonderful gets home. We will usually have something simple. Now on the weekends, it's a different story...

So, yesterday I go to the freezer, and pull out these humongous boneless, skinless chicken breast. I make up my favorite mesquite marinade, and soak the titties all day. By 6:00, they're ready to be grilled on the "George" while I mash my potatoes, and heat up the french cut string beans. In a matter of minutes our dinner is done and we are ready to sit down.

We sit down and eat, and it tasted so good, well...I think I was eating to fast and all of a sudden I start choking on a piece of chicken. It won't go down and it won't come up! Oh crap...now what do I do? I'm trying to hack this hunk of meat out of my throat, and here's Mr. Wonderful asking me.... uh, what? Uh, do you want me to like give you the "Heimlich" or what ever? And if you have ever been choking you know you can't say anything like... yeah honey, put your friggin' fork down, and come over here because you know, I don't do BLUE very good...it doesn't match my pink outfit! It felt like the minutes were passing by, and I'm thinking, how much time do I have before I pass out? After coughing, spitting food all over, and trying to get the dog away so he doesn't eat what I just hacked up, the piece of chicken comes flying out. And here's Mr. Wonderful asking me.... do you want me to do anything? Sure honey, can you pass the mashed potatoes? Duh, I think it's a little too late! You just wait until later, and I will remind you of me choking on my chicken,and I will suggest you go choke your own!

By the way Honey...Thanks for doing the dishes! :)