No, no, no: Don’t get you panties in a bunch- we ARE NOT pregnant. However, my husband thinks he is when it comes to meal time. We were going to KFC last night since I have been CRAVING their grilled chicken. Upset stomach that will result and all
We pulled into the drive of the KFC and I asked ” do you know what you want? If so, we’ll just drive through instead of going in.”
Hubs tells me no, he knows what he wants, let’s just drive through.
I knew what I wanted: a two piece meal with some mac and cheese. GRILLED, GRILLED, GRILLED.
I asked my husband if he thought we should just get two individual meals or if he wanted to order up a bucket. His response:
“A bucket, yo! I’m eating for three!”
I’m sorry, what?
He noticed my awkward look and said “Yeah, I’m eating for three: me, myself, and I!”
Never a dull moment with your old pal hubs!