If there's anything this whole What I Ate Wednesday business is teaching me it's that I eat a whole lot of food that may not be that eye-catching. The husband's always giving me a hard time about what I eat.
He gives me a little laugh, shakes his eye while he raises his eyebrows and says, "Whatever makes you happy, Honey."
I'm used to that. I thought he was just giving me a hard time 'cause that's just what he does. But I'm starting to think he may be on to something: I really do put some strange things together. And they don't always look that appetizing.