I WALK IN THE DOOR LAST NIGHT AFTER MY RUN. I'M FEELING ALL GOOD AND HEALTHY. I STRETCH OUT A BIT, STROLL INTO THE KITCHEN AND GEAR MYSELF UP TO START COOKIN UP A STORM CAUSE I KNOW "HUSBAND" IS HUNGRY.

THIS IS WHAT I SEE:

FLOWERS

(How sweet! and PINK, my favorite color)

DONUTS

I won't lie, my immediate reaction is WT_??-Have I taught you NOTHING about processed foods? Don't think I'm taking a bite of one of those puppies.

WINE

(Awesome!!-points here)

I ASK HIM ,"What's the deal with the donuts and flowers?", Husband replies, "YA KNOW, THE BASICS."

Take what you may from this. I'm stumped. Definitely laughing. AND NOT EATING ONE OF THOSE DONUTS. Give me a homemade donut from the local farm and I might consider it.

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