HotLips

My husband is the greatest; he knows exactly how to cheer me up.

Rewind with me back to Valentines Day. When I woke up that morning I realized that I hadn't bought any HotLips. Blasphemy! You cannot celebrate Valentines Day without HotLips. Anyway, so after work (mind you, "after work" for us is 7am) I made Chris drive me to 4 different store on a quest for HotLips. I'm pretty sure he thinks I'm a Valentines monster.
Well, there were no HotLips to be found. I was bummed, but I bought a big bag of strawberry frooties instead (to see how the frooties were ultimately my demise click here).

Fast forward with me to yesterday; I was bummed about numerous things and was kind of in one of those crying-for-no-real-reason moods. I snapped at Chris for not putting his cup in the sink and stormed off to lay in bed. I fell instantly asleep and slept for about 2 hours. When I woke up Chris had gone to the gym, done the dishes, taken a shower, and straightened up the apartment. I felt guilty for snapping, especially because he reciprocated with doing service for me.

Then I found a bag of HotLips on my desk. He is too much.

I'm grateful for a husband who loves me enough to cut me some slack when I'm down, and who puts effort into turning my day around.

for those of you who don't know what HotLips are...

I know this may seem counter productive in regards to my Sugaralholicism, but don't worry. I only eat the appropriate serving size after a well-balanced meal (instead of eating them as the meal. Progress!).