My hubby is totally Man-orexic.
The guy runs every day and now he’s decided to cut out carbs. Could he be any more of an overachiever? I mean seriously, how am I supposed to compete with that.
In order to fatten him up, I’ve decided to give him (and by him, I mean me) some delicious yummies from Tookies for Father’s Day.
Red velvet cookie-which. Oh no she didn’t.
Yes, yes she did.
Have you seen the likes of these? They’re cakes. And they’re in jars. It’s like she knows I like to hide food in my closet and secretly eat after the kids go to sleep. Did I just say that out loud?
And if you have any tips on how to cure manorexia, please send them my way.