Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Poor lad

Actual conversation with the spousal unit last night:

Scene: I am eating freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. There are four on my plate. The Husband grabs one and takes a bite.

Me: Hey!
Him: What?
Me: I thought you said you didn't want any! [he had said he was too full to eat cookies].  If I had known, I would have made more.
Him (surprised): Oh, you only made four?
Me: No, I made eight.
Him: .....



When it comes to sharing food, I am a bad wife.

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