Monday, May 2, 2011


As long as I can remember, I've never been a picky eater. I even pride myself a bit on my non-picky eaterness. Which is why it continues to trouble me that I don't like olives. Olives!!! I'm one quarter Italian for crying out loud! I love olive oil, can eat my weight in rustic cheeses and will put garlic on everything but my breakfast cereal but I absolutely do not like olives.

Usually when you don't like something, you don't eat it, right? I don't like artichokes so I never order a dish with artichokes. Makes sense. But I continue to eat olives. I keep thinking, "Maybe this time, I'll like it. This olive will be different." It never is.

I find myself fascinated by those that go to the beautiful olive bar at Whole Foods and come away with their exotic medleys of green, purple, and black olives. Olives seem so decadent. Have you ever seen those people that sit down with a jar of olives and pop one after another into their mouths? They seem so blissfully happy and no one ever thinks this is as gluttonous as if it was a jar of Hershey kisses [which, however, I can do]. I keep hoping that one day, I'll find that heaven-sent olive that will win me over and not make my right eye twitch incessantly. Each time a coworker brings back one of those tubs of exotic little olives from Whole Foods, they say, "Here, Kelley, try this kind. You'll love this one." Do I? Never. But I keep trying.

Since I tend to eat at Italian restaurants often, you'd think I would need to ask the server to hold the olives on a regular basis. I don't. Instead, I pick them off my plate and give them to Jericho.

Because Jericho loves olives.

There is an episode of How I Met Your Mother when it is discussed that all great relationships will satisfy the Olive Theory: one of you loves olives and the other hates olives. It's a perfect balance. When we saw this episode I exclaimed, "See! That's why we're great together!" I'm pretty sure Jericho's response was something like, "Sure. Or you're just weird because you don't like olives."

Not that the Olive Theory should be a deal-breaker for any relationship, but I like the basic sentiment of it. Relationships are about balance. We go through life trying to be the best we can in every area possible, but we're not superstars at everything and that's okay. It's okay that we allow someone else to be the superstar when we can't. And it's okay when someone else's superpowers are lacking. Great relationships make up for the deficiencies and pull each other along when the deficiencies are shared.

So perhaps I need to stop trying so hard to love olives. Perhaps I need to accept that a lover of olives, I'll never be. Jericho will be the lover of the olives in our marriage. I'll continue to pick off my olives and put them on Jericho's plate. And he'll gladly take care of them for me, no questions asked.

Happy two years to my friend, my companion, my love. 


  1. Happy Anniversary! I enjoyed reading that post. And I agree. I'm so glad Scott is a visual person because I am SO not. I'm grateful I can call him on my cell when I'm lost in my car(b/c of my lack of visualizing where I am going perhaps?) and he'll tell me where to go, without even looking at a map :).

  2. I LOVE green olives, but not the black. But I particularly love blue cheese stuffed olives. Which may make you vomit in your mouth but they are DIVINE. We used to have them at Sullivan's, and I'd sneak them all the time.

    Happy Day of Marriage to you and J.

  3. Happy Anniversary! That Olive Theory works at our house!

  4. I can't believe I didn't send you a card for your anniversary. It even popped up as a reminder in my Send Out Cards. Maybe next year. Happy Anny to you both!! We can celebrate on Sunday:)

  5. I absolutely LOVE this post! And I will be quoting your second to last paragraph because I've been trying to get that point across to someone for a while now. :-) Balance is key.
    And Olives are pretty darn tasty! HAHA

  6. Also, on a total side note...the books in your currently reading list...A+! And did you know they made Atlas Shrugged into a movie? That has intrigued me.


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