So it's 3am and I've been tossing & turning in bed for the last hour. I get frustrated & decide it's time to head downstairs, grab the last of my FAVORITE chocolate donuts and hang out on the couch for a bit. I open the pantry to find the last of my donuts missing...donut box in the trash. Pretty sure the culprit is DH & he must have eaten MY donut when I crashed on the couch earlier in the evening (probably why I can't flippin' get to sleep now!) He's going to face a world of hurt when he wakes up in the morning, little does he know, he'll be making a trip to the store at the crack of dawn for me or else he'll have a crazy pg. lady to deal with....grrr!
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Re: DH is in DEEP doo doo....
Good call! I may need to start marking my territory!