After a busy day where I was gone from 9:30 in the morning until dinnertime, and my husband was expected to fend for himself in all things dietary, he confessed to me that he hadn’t eaten anything at all. No breakfast, no lunch and no dinner. NOTHING!
I prepared something for the poor guy, all the while mumbling under my breath because it’s just beyond my comprehension that my husband either didn’t know where the fridge was or seemingly forgot how to peel a banana.
I put it on a tray, carried it to him, and delivered it to His Highness. He looked at me gratefully and with a smirk on his face that acknowledged how ridiculous it was that he couldn’t manage to feed himself, he said this…
If you give a man a meal, you feed him for a day.
If you give a man a wife, you feed him for a lifetime.
And then proceeded to crack himself up.
Ha Ha, dear! So NOT funny!