The title of this post perfectly describes our date night on Monday. I was cranky because I was hungry. Our dinner was burnt (!!!) and literally tasted like charcoal. We were handed 3D glasses when we walked into the movie theater (there are just a couple things I'm high maintenance about and 3D is one of them... I just don't do 3D) because Ian had mistakenly purchased tickets for the 3D version of Gravity lol. So we obviously left the theater. Then we literally just fought and were so annoyed with each other for a solid 30 mins. He forced me to go get donuts since we had a babysitter for three more hours (thanks sis) and practically had to peel me off the passenger seat because I was just that grumpy lol. So I of course-- being the open-book-to-a-fault person that I am share how bad our night had been with Ali, the donut guy we see weekly. He knows the power donuts hold over us, and even though we paid for four (two each is our usual) he gave us a dozen (but it actually was thirteen as pointed out on my instagram pic of them lol). Ali made our night so sweet and we walked out of that donut shop with perma-grins and bellies just a little bigger.
P.S. I realize these are first world problems and that I sound like a brat. Promise I'm not like this all the time haha!