For reasons known only to him, hub threw out my last 3 Krispy Kreme doughnuts.
He's going to have some 'splainin to do tomorrow. I'm not happy. In fact, I'm unhappy enough to go on a doughnut binge, but I can't, because the box is in the garbage and I'm not any relation to George Costanza.
I'll get over it soon. Perhaybe he'll feel inclined to make it up to me by taking me out for 130 flavors tomorrow night. Maybe I can even convince him to go downtown for some jazz this weekend.
Formulating a plan,
(I'm not really that upset, but I will try to milk something out of it - just for fun). :wink: