What kind of a doughnut-mad pig do they think I am?

Krispy Kreme Napkins

That’s a lot of napkins.

I just got back from the Krispy Kreme where I bought four dozen doughnuts for Boobaby’s birthday cake. For TOMORROW, that is. (The Krispy Kreme doughnut cake is a family tradition; you may recall our wedding cake or Boo’s first birthday, since I talk about it all too often.)

When I got home I discovered that they had given me at least 50 napkins to go with my order. (A quick aside to my continental and Commonwealth buddies — that would be “serviettes.” You thought I meant “napkins”? That’s just gross.)

Anyway, did they think I was going to eat every single one of the 48 doughnuts on the drive home? (And, incidentally, need one napkin per doughnut?)

Although, to be fair, I do have a history of overeating doughnuts when depressed, don’t I?

And I did eat two on the way home.

OK, three.

And a half.