I do tend to have this obsession with Nutella from time to time. Or all the time. Handsome knows that my Nutella is by the jar, just for me. I use my finger. I double dip. I'm not too proud to admit it, it's sort of like being an addict except without the support groups to help you stop. Costco does sell them in sets of two jars, so we are good there. If he wants to share a jar with Curly and myself then that's fine, but the first jar is MINE!
Oh...and I am civilized enough to use a spoon from time to time. Just not most of the time.
So, "funny" thing happened the other weekend. Chalupa and my Mom were here building us a fence for our yard and I was outside with Chalupa. I hear my Mom call from inside asking me why I had this in my cupboard:
Yes, that's right. Handsome is a witty fellow. Ha. Ha. Ha. (That is me NOT laughing.)
He put a life size printed bottle of Nutella in the cupboard and left it here for me to find.
I call him to find out where the heck my Nutella is. While he is at work. (And let's be honest, I was laughing a little.)
Me: "Where did you put my Nutella?"
Handsome: "What?" holding back snickering of course. He is bad at lying to me.
Me: "WHERE is MY NUTELLA?!?"
Handsome: "Oh, that Nutella?"
Me: "YES. THAT Nutella.", as if there are thousands of jars of Nutella lying around our house.
Handsome: "I ate it all."
Me: "You couldn't have eaten it all. The jar was 3/4 full. Where is it?!", laughing but still wanting to know where it is, like NOW.
Handsome: "I did eat it. I ate it on toast and then eggs. Then I brushed my teeth with it and BATHED in it.", now totally making fun of me and laughing at my expense.
He then gives me this awful hint that is something to do with cows that is supposed to lead me to the crockpot in the pantry! What?! Where would I get crockpot out of "where the cows used to go"?
He was apparently going for the fact that I cook roast in there. Ummm....yeah. Step AWAY from the Nutella buddy, and nobody gets hurt!
Don't worry. See, I found it and it's now safe with me.
2 months ago