The Hungry Husband

After a large brunch and several mimosas, DJB needed more.  First, a Wendy's Frosty, slayed in the blink of an eye. 

Also on the binge menu: powdered donuts. Witness the evidence in the corner of his mouth.

I'd just checked the mail. Our marriage license arrived from Taos county. This was as much happiness as he could muster, as he's beginning to feel the food.

Deal sealed. I'm officially married to this powdered prince. Have mercy. 

He's been near-comatose on the couch for the last several hours. He's pretty miserable. Perhaps I should offer him a Twinkie or something. 

Posted on October 16, 2011 and filed under Faux Pas.