Wednesday, August 22, 2012

I'm going to remind my husband of this forever.

This past Father's Day, when I was extremely pregnant and dealing with gestational diabetes, I asked my husband what he would like for Father's Day.  He requested a Father's Day feast including lasagna, breadsticks, ice cream and a dessert which incorporated devil's food cake, sweetened condensed milk, caramel, toffee, and chocolate.  It was probably the least diabetic-friendly meal a person could dream up.  My diet only allowed me an unsatisfying molecule of the main dish and I didn't dare to even taste the dessert.  I spent a lot of time cooking that day and very little time eating.  I think this proves what a great wife I am, even if I never make him a fancy meal ever again.

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