Just as I was dozing off last night, Eric climbed into bed with a bag of Hot Nuts to snack on.
Let's be clear.
A bag of peanuts.
In the bed.
There was much cracking, shelling, chewing, etc.
But the real kicker was when my totally naked husband called over to my side of the bed to announce:
"Hey babe. Check it out. There's a hot peanut in my belly button!"
Welcome to my marriage.