Last night, despite our vow to eat at home, we decided we were too tired (i.e., lazy) to cook. So, off to Chick-fil-a we go! Nathan suggested we go in his car as it was already cooled off–that A/C is a hot commodity this time of year. Har-har-har. 
I climb into his pickup and as I’m buckling my seatbelt I see something on his dashboard.
“Um, honey, why is there a dead moth on your dashboard?”
He looks at me, then the dashboard, then back to me. “Well, where would YOU put a dead moth?”
Blink. Blink.
Which leads me to WWHD. What would hubby do? I surely don’t know, not sure I ever will.
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