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Because I Didn’t Get Him a Card

David just ran out to McDonald’s to get me a cheeseburger.  I know, I know.  I stepped on the scale this morning and realized that I hadn’t gained any pregnancy weight this week. This is not normal for me.  I go from dinghy to Titanic size when pregnant. It’s just how I roll (literally, at the end). So the craving hit, I caved, my husband is awesome, and yes, my reputation as an Eating Beast shall remain intact. And once that cheeseburger (with my husband, of course) comes home, life will be very happy, indeed. We celebrated our ninth anniversary last week, David and I.  We had wanted to go away for the night, to a gorgeous resort within driving distance of our house, until we looked at the price of a room at said resort and thought better of it (“For that price,” David said,”I bet they tuck you in, too!”). So instead we went to dinner at this resort, a lovely dinner, a meal that took two hours to complete, and involved more forks than I knew what to do with and bread with butter made with…