Scene from My Life

My husband has to eat every three hours or so. Luckily, he can get by with small snacks throughout the day as long as he eats a decent lunch and good dinner. However, these small snacks can't be missed. Graves Disease along with hypo-glycemia requires this. This has been a huge adjustment for both of us but three years after his diagnosis, we've gotten it down to a science, almost.

As he begins work at 7 AM and finishes at 5 PM, the contents of his lunch box would feed a small, third-world country.

Usually, I pack most of his lunch the night before because I am so Not. My. Best. at six in the morning. Apparently, last night I forgot to pack his cookies for his mid-morning snack.

Keep in mind, he is the smartest and quickest and funniest human I have ever met....

While at work, I received the following picture and text:

"There should be a cookie in this hand, you heartless b#$%^"