Guys, I have a serious problem with chicken.
I am obsessed. My husband has started doing that thing where he nonchalantly wonders aloud whether or not he’ll ever see a piece of red meat in his sad little life. Would I mind picking him up some iron supplements, he asks. He’s feeling a little low. Hey, by the way, red meat is full of iron, he notes.
He’s a total drama queen.
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