Yes, it’s true. Hanging out with my husband will make you fat.
(Sorry, Honey.)
Since my hubby was promoted, he works from home a little more often than he used to. This has its ups and downs.
My husband has a beautiful, wonderful soul and would lop of his right ear if I told him I really needed it in order to make dinner. He accepts me for who I am, who I’ve become over the 17 years we’ve been together, and that includes every little fat cell that’s expanded and contracted over the years. He’s quite the perfect husband, really. I couldn’t ask for more.
He’s a planner, and he always has been. When it comes to meals, that is.
For example. Let me set the scene. 10AM on a Saturday, I walk through the kitchen and notice there are two packages of chicken breasts thawing in the sink. It’s 10AM. Time to think about dinner already? (He’s getting late in his old age, this sort of thing used to occur at 8AM.)
Me, I try to avoid thinking about food. If I think about it for a half a second, my glands get all salivaty and I’m digging through the fridge. No, I don’t like that at all.
You can imagine then at Noon, when he started clanking around with dishes and marinade and smelling up the house with a restaurant worthy concoction, what my stomach was saying. Yep, you got it.
It’s like that around here – two of us were born with metabo-booster cells, two of us weren’t.
I’m all comfortable and in “who cares” mode, because really – he’ll love me anyway, so why count calories, right? Five mini-butterfingers from the kids halloween candy dishes? Got ’em. Walnut fudge brownies? Check. Want to go to the buffet? I’ll get my purse! Stop eating after one serving? Oh, no. What for?
But. This is the wierd part. The second he leaves for work – I’ll hop on the scale, realize the err of my ways, and grab my water bottle and turkey sandwich. I’ll pick up a tub of nonfat cottage cheese and a spoon for afternoon snacking. I’ll have a lowfat yogurt for breakfast. I’ll stop after one latte and drink my coffee black. I sit down, focus, and get a whole bunch of work done.
Seriously. Being around that man is like having a “free food” pass at Disney.
It’s alllll fun and games until I burst right out of my Levi’s. You know what I mean?
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Whether 18 or 30 something, my love is for you, extra pound or no extra pound. We have been thru more in our relationship that most go thru in a life time. If I have a fault it is that I am a planner and a enabler. You are beautiful and I know I dont say it near enough, my fault. We have a home that people would love to be part of, two beautiful children, and on the path to have what we want.
I love you honey, and will do what I can to help you achieve your goals, just kick me in the butt every once in a while to keep on track.
I love you and could not ask for anything more. :lovestruck: after all these years I am still in love with the perfect woman.
See what I mean? Now give me some chocolate.
:giggle:
You wanna take on this subject? Erik brought me home a box of éclairs on Sunday. ECLAIRS!!
I just love you two to pieces!!! :yes:
And I know exactly what you mean. I’m the same way. Only I see “M” every day. I do FANTASTIC while I’m at work.
Boss brings in donuts- no thanks that’s too fattning for me.
Choclate every direction I turn- no thanks it’s extra pounds.
Baked goods up stairs in the office- I’ll pass, I’m trying to eat better.
Panera Bread bagels in the show room – tempting but….thanks anyway.
I go home after work
“Hey, you want Chinese food or Applebees tonight?”
MMmmm- OKAY SURE!!!!
I’m such a sucker…. :bawling:
Robin… mini eclairs or full size? I work for the company that makes the mini ones 🙂 Talk about temptations!! OY! :duh:
I think you are one lucky couple to love each other so much!! It is nice to know there are relationships that dreams are made of… cuz it makes my dreams seem obtainable. :thanku:
i understand. :yes: but at least your not eating b/c you are sad eh?
Mark, can I clone you?? I want someone to love me that much!! Oh, wait. I’ve already got him; never mind. :winking:
Leanne? Salivaty?? :hug:
My hubby is the same! Except he just thaws it out I cook it! So i try to always cook with fat free in mind! Luckily when he does cook he tries to cook with me in mind knowing my struggles. Either way we both are really blessed to have such sweet caring men!
:meow:
I totally get it. As a matter of fact, the last “diet” I went on – I started the week after his vacation because I knew I wouldn’t be able to eat plain ol’ yogurt and string cheese and dry wheat bread sandwiches without him groaning and making me something else. :lovestruck:
You two are adorable! They should clone both of you!
Sue
My hub eats like a HORSE and doesnt’ gain much weight at all. That makes it a lot harder on ME!
Hub’s grandfather is just like that when it comes to meal planning. THey stay with us for 2 weeks every winter and they plan every meal in advance I”ll never forget the time we all went out to dinner and one of the first things he said after we got seated in the restaurant was whether or not we’d have bacon and eggs or oatmeal for breakfast in the morning. arrrrrrrrrrhggh! LOL..
Your hub sounds like a gem and ahalf!
Thanks, ladies, for making me feel like I’m not alone.
I think we need to put our guys on diets, eh?
:yes:
I know what you mean…except that part about eating cottage cheese when husband leaves. I continue with the butterfingers.
I so understand. When Mr. Fun is out of town I can lse 5lbs. when hes home he hands me treats and takes me to dinner.
and i am liking this new layout. your talent keeps amazing me.
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