When I first married my hubby and we moved under one roof, the pantry filled with some of his favorite foods: chips, chocolate, Little Debbie snack cakes. I gained weight really quickly (and really didn't need to do that!) After a month of this nonsense...I said to my MR. "Listen, if you want me to keep my girlish figure, you've got to stop purchasing these sweets!" I have no discipline when it comes to such things!
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| My girlish figure, haha. Don't you love the hat. It was a bday gift and I can't wait to wear it this next cold season. |
So, we compromised....I don't buy sweets or snacky snacks. He buys his own and hides them in his man cave. Don't tell him, but I know where his snacks are hidden and sometimes sneak a little bit out....*smiles* *shrugs shoulders*
The other day, the MR came out of his man cave to give me a kiss after my return from some errand or two(probably a trip to Michaels to buy more of those microbeads....
Red, White and Pink posting )
When the MR kissed me, I smelled chocolate on his breath.
"Whatyoubeen eating, Mr. Horn?" I said. "I smell chocolate on your breath..."
"Oh no! You don't smell chocolate, I can't eat chocolate, I'm diabetic!!" The MR stated with an impish grin on his face.
I almost peed my pants it was so funny. Because even though the MR is a diabetic, he loves his chocolate and eats it regularly. The statement was so upsurd and funny that I had to cross my legs to keep from having a little accident...ya'll know what I'm talking about.
