The Wrong Kind of Support

This is my husband's weakness...Donuts. Plain, glazed, round, soft, sweet, warm, yummy donuts. Do you know how hard it is to live with a man who has this kind of addiction? It sucks.

Now I already know what you're thinking...at least it's not an addiction to Nudey Bars, Cuervo Gold, or Target. And while I am thankful for that fact...my pre-prego clothes are not! You see, my dearest, sharing is caring, husband buys a dozen at a time...and makes sure to get not one, not two, but three of my favorites too! Three donuts? And what kind of wife would I be to turn down such a thoughtful gift?

So I support his addiction... with a glass of milk.