My husband drives us all crazy. He's a snack food junky. Which would be fine - if he stuck to his own snack food. I've lost count of the times I've opened the pantry for something to put in the kid's lunch boxes, only to find that it's all gone. He'll eat everything - crisps, fruit bars, jelly snakes, crackers, cheese cubes - it really doesn't matter. Funnily enough, he never touches the fruit! We've tried hiding the kids snacks around the kitchen, but he always seems to find them. Making him feel guilty doesn't stop him. When it comes to snacks, he can overlook guilt. Once, I made 36 muffins to take to a class I was teaching. I left them on the counter and went to bed. My husband came home after his shift at midnight and ate all of them. 36 muffins for a snack!!! Okay, so they were small, but still - 36? You'd think that eating like a pig would put him in the large range, but nope, he's still thin and fit. Whereas I don't eat the kids treats, or snack on a truck load of baked goods, and I'm the one on a diet. Life sucks sometimes.
|A group treat, or one man's midnight snack?!|
|mine didn't look this good!|
This isn't the first time he's done this. I used to make face creams that I kept clearly labelled in the fridge. He spread a jar of the stuff on his sandwiches and took them to work. And ate the blooming things. He then came home complaining of an upset stomach and demanding what kind of sandwich spread I bought these days. THE KIND THAT COMBATS WRINKLES!
|this is so close to the truth!!|