My husband comes up to me this morning and said, “You know yesterday was the National Splurge Day.” Which makes my mind automatically go to food and the thought, “Oh man, I missed an excuse to eat salty, sweet and everything in between!? What the heck?! How in the universe did I miss this “get out of fatty free” card?! While I’m having this internal dialogue, he’s still speaking. And it sounds like this…”…so, you know I don’t want you to miss out on this opportunity…”
“Awesome, he’ll get me a big nasty dessert without fear of me being judged….”
“…and it’ll be totally okay with me if you want to splurge tonight, after the kids have gone to bed…*wink wink nudge nudge*
SMACK. NOT what I was thinking.
So while my brain automatically went to a big nasty dessert of the brownie and whipped cream kind, his brain went automatically to doing the big nasty, while possibly doing other things with whipped cream.
Sorry ’bout that.
I’m a book-shelving, former tap dancer, wanna be writer, singer,
and banjo player, mother of 4, wife of 1, follower of Christ,
walking in the shadow of the Proverbs 31 woman
and redeemed by the grace and love of an Almighty God…
just living the dream.