These Are the People in Your Neighborhood

Our neighborhood has a thousand Facebook pages, but one of them is dedicated solely to food. I recently got trolled by a fellow member.

Bug-Eyed

We're at a TexMex restaurant and the table next to us is being served ginormous taco salads. Hubs's eyes go wide.

Hubs: Ohmigod. I'm going to stare.
Me: I figured.
Hubs: They look delicious. One of those bowls is filled with steak.
Me: Most men stare at boobs. You stare at food.
Hubs: I can have the food.

Midnight Cheesecake

I sent my mom this eCard:

And this is the exchange that followed:

It Loves Company

Hubs: What are you making me for dinner?
Me: Miserable.

Coke Habit

We're grocery shopping, and I've not been letting Hubs purchase soft drinks for a while now.

Hubs: Coooooke. . .
Me: There's a McDonald's next door. I will allow you to get one on the way home.
Hubs: Yes, but then I'll only have one tonight instead of being able to drink them all week.
Me: I know. That's the point.
Hubs: Do you want me to get fat and die early or not?

Working on my Fit(Bit)ness

We've just returned from a harried weekend away.

Me: Where's my FitBit?
Hubs: I dunno.
Me: You found it yesterday and put it with your stuff.
Hubs: Yeah, but I haven't seen it since then. [Gets up and rummages through some stuff.] Oh. Here it is. I put it in the bag with the candy because I figured you'd find it there.

I'm Not Above It

I walk around the neighborhood with our girls in the morning, typically before I eat breakfast.