Monday, August 10, 2009

My Poor Guy And His Poor Truck

Another thing that happened this weekend concerned my guy's truck. On our way to the party, my significant other (SO) stopped at Chic-Fil-A for breakfast. Against my better judgment and past (recent even) experience, I decided to get some chicken nuggets. They serve just the nuggets in the AM too. Bad move. And no plastic bag this time. Soon after the digestive process began, we were driving on a long bridge where we could not pull over, and I HAD to PB. The only bag I had was the bag for the food. I couldn't get it opened and everything out of it in time. My horrified (but very sweet) SO had stuff on his seatbelt, seat, and on me too. We had just enough napkins to clean it off of everything. But will I ever learn???


  1. Oh no! I'm sorry to hear it. It must be scary when it happens, especially the first few times.

  2. Okay, that totally wins for the worst PB story I have heard! If only there was a prize! Poor man!

    On a much happier note for me...THEY HAVE NUGGETS IN THE AM? i did not know this!

  3. It's pretty gross to have the SO see all that. I would trade him having to go through that for the PB of the Month Prize. Hahaha!

    About the nuggets, yes, they do. I did not know that until fairly recently (right before getting banded). I can't eat the bread on the minis or the biscuit, so it's worked out pretty well...until now. I am pretty tight in the mornings. I guess that's a good thing.

  4. Well, I always think those kinds of moments are good for relationships. He saw you through a gross time and didn't drop you at the side of the road. :) :)
    At least it sounds like you're getting some restriction.