I drank Pepsi because I was in dire need of the caffeine. There was Pepsi in my house.
After Tim and I got married, I still needed the caffeine, so we had soda in the house. Tim began to drink soda too.
About 15 years ago, I made the decision to give up carbonated beverages. Tim did not make that decision. There was still soda in the house.
All these years later, he still drinks more soda than I think he should. He's got scoliosis. He's had it since he was a child, but it was never noticed, the thinking being that scoliosis was something that happened to girls. It actually was only after we married that I made him go see a doctor about it. The doctor was plenty amazed that he'd made it to his 40s without anyone noticing it. He's got x-rays to document it in case it gets worse, but the doctor feels that because he's worked so physically hard all of his life it is actually his musculature stabilizing the spine. So far, those muscles have prevented the spine from continuing to twist. He's very lucky because the doctor hadn't see many cases like that.
Seems like he'd be a little more conscious about bone health, but he's not. So I lecture him about the sodas, because the Pepsi is leaching calcium from his bones. He ignores me.
A couple days ago, he stopped off to get another case of Pepsi.
He came into the house, bemused. "The cashier told me I drink too much Pepsi."
I said, "There's someone else that tells you that all the time." I put a thoughtful look on my face. "If only I could remember who that was...."
Now Tim has two people to ignore.