JJ and i went to a mexican dinner last night. obvs i got a cheese enchilada and a peach margarita. JJ got like the grande macho XXXL burrito. we basically rolled out of there we were so full.
but apparently that was not enough to satisfy my husband.
you see, after dinner he drove across the street to starbucks. i thought "oh, huh. coffee. that's great. he loves an after-dinner coffee." so i stayed in the car.
JJ COMES OUT WITH A GRANDE CARAMEL FRAPPUCINO WITH EXTRA WHIPPED CREAM
and i was like "come on JJ. you just had the biggest burrito ever in life, what are you doing!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?"
he just glared at me and drank the 8,000,000,000 calorie drink.
this morning i got into my car to go to work.
and my steering wheel was sticky.
MY STEERING WHEEL WAS STICKY. LIKE I LITERALLY COULDN'T EVEN DRIVE BECAUSE THERE WAS STICKY SHIT ALL OVER IT.
FROM WHAT YOU ASK??!?! HUH!?!?! HUH?!?!? FROM WHAT?!?!
the grande caramel frappucino with extra whipped cream.