Another guest post from my husband, K.
We ate dinner at our friend’s house last night.
It was a casual dinner party, kids included.
We fed the kids first and then the grown-ups ate.
All this skewed dinner a little late by our early-eating clock.
While we waited, we both noshed on crackers and hummus.
A little bit of cheese, yes please.
We picked at left over hot dog pieces and grilled mushrooms as we cleared the kids plates.
When it was ready, we both ate solid dinners.
We could not refuse the chocolate cake.
Soon after, regret set in.
Both of our stomachs hurt.
My practical wife said,
“We have to learn to eat like old people.”
Oh baby, you talk so sexy to me.