Luv the toaster story. lol

My husband was in Iraq for awhile for National Guard, when he came home to visit we went to lunch and we shared a club sandwich. I immediately took the bread off and stabbed it with the toothpick. He looked at me like I was crazy and then stared at his sandwich like it had a disease. He asked me if we should order a new one. I told him no everythings fine, 'eat your sandwich before I steal the meat out of it' He's getting use to me now. When he is home permanent he wants to go on Atkins with me!