Gorging ourselves silly

We began our weekend by digging our way out of a few new inches of snow.  Again, that whole “we” thing, really is just husband.  Husband dug us out.  Our dog frolicked and I just took pictures of it all.

After that? Well we ate. Eating healthy was all but thrown out to the frigid wind.  Which usually happens when birthdays and holidays collide.  Brunch, lunch, dinner.  All were delicious as can be.

But Sunday.  Oh Sunday.  You got us good, you really did.  I’m already drooling over ^ that ^ mammoth cinnamon roll which was oozing with cream cheese frosting.  I mean, REALLY???! I need to thank whatever genius put those two things together.

And husband, well he was absolutely appalled that I had the audacity to eat said cinnamon roll without even heating it up.

Apparently I don’t understand anything.

About these ads