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HUNGRY HUNGRY HUSBAND & WIFE OF THE YEAR

I’ve been married for almost 3 years (side note, HOLY CRAP!) and Mr.Hogan (who I will affectionately refer to as Hungry Hungry Husband in this post) & I (who I will affectionately refer to as Wife of the Year) have yet to become a traditional couple with “job titles.” I.e. “You take out the trash, I wash the dishes, you cook, I do laundry.” Around our humble abode we both just do any of the household tasks whenever they need to be done, it’s just always been that way and has seemed to work out pretty well for us. On top of that, we’re usually pretty good about communicating when things need to be done. I’ll call him up on his way home from work and ask him to stop at the grocery store or he’ll make me a list before he leaves in the morning of things he needs me to pick up. It seems to work pretty effortlessly.

That is, until we hadn’t been to the grocery store in quite a while and it was obvious we were at the point of having a bottle of ketchup, a head of lettuce and a protein bar in the fridge. So Hungry Hungry Husband comes home from work just as I am heading out the door to go to an evening meeting. Kiss, see ya later! In the middle of my meeting I get a call from Mr.Hungry that he has to go fly some sort of bodily organ to Pittsburgh in the next hour and he’ll see me around 4 am. This is not unusual. So I decide on my way home that I’m going to stop at the grocery store even though it’s 11 pm and I’m not a big fan of said grocery store because a ketchup salad with side of protein bar isn’t exactly on my list of cravings. I grab the usuals: 2 gallons of milk, 2 loaves of bread, bag of apples, yada, yada. I get home and begin to unpack my cargo. I open the fridge to put away the milk and what should befall me but 2 gallons of milk, 2 loaves of bread, 2 bags of apples, yada, yada.

And there you have it, ladies and gentlemen, the breakdown of marital communication. Husband has wonderful idea to stop at the grocery store on his way home from work to spare Wife such hated trip but decides to leave the groceries in the car when he comes inside to greet Wife as she rushes out the door. Then later Wife of the Year decides to suck up hated trip and get food for Hungry Hungry Husband. And in such selfless acts by both parties, Hungry Husband and Wife of the Year now have 4 gallons of milk, 4 loaves of bread, 3 bags of apples, yada, yada. And no, we do not have kids. Milk and toast party, anyone?

Nashville wedding photographer, Kristyn Hogan, photographs the stories of beautiful people in Nashville, Iowa and around the world.

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