my-oh-my! I was cleaning the kitchen, putting away dishes like a good little wife, and what do I spy way up high in the cupboard-partyly hidden almost out of view? DONUTS! Did he think he couldn't trust me?!? I am shocked and offended;) Ok, I am not shocked-donuts, besides Thanksgiving are my favorite food. When Dave and I were dating he would always get mad when I would say donuts are my favorite food-because he did not consider them food, I am not sure what he considers them. Dare I say junk?
I guess I can't be trusted with donuts. Or squash.
PS-when I confronted dave and asked why he didn't trust me this was his response:
(laugh) are you kidding me? I wasn't hiding them. I just wanted to make sure they would be there so I could eat them myself!
okay...i thought you were going to say a mouse! but donuts? too hilarious...what a great story! :)
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In order for Dave to make sure they would be there later...didn't he have to HIDE them? I, on the other hand, have to hide them from myself. Sad. But true.
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