This past Wednesday I was faced with an undeniable fact that I need to come to terms with.
If it came down to food or me, my DH would definitely choose food.
Of course, I always knew that he loved food. I make dinner for a family of four because making dinner for two, well, that just won't suffice.
Except, as we were walking around a huge crowd of strangers at an event for Prevent Child Abuse TN, I almost lost him.
To the cocktail waiter with the chicken pastry.
Except, that my husband is so tall you can't really lose him.
Let's just hope that we never get stranded in the desert.