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Donut-cha Know How Much I Love You?

9.03.2015

Leave a little love with Donut Love NotesI’m just going to throw it out there. My husband can’t whistle. Yup. There it is. When you start feeling like you’re having a bad day, just think about how much worse it could be. You could be pursing your lips, blowing air through the little hole, and getting nothing in response. You could look like a total fool just trying to get some noise, any noise, to come out of your mouth. You could fail miserably trying to whistle along with your favorite songs on the radio. You could never whistle while you work. The devastation is endless.

Clearly my husband needs a little cheering up every once in a while. I can’t imagine a life without whistling. It’s just too traumatic. So in order to get him smiling again, I like to leave him little treats in his lunchbox. Preferably with pink tags that are extremely feminine. The more flowers, hearts, and stars, the better. I only wish I could see his face when he pulls out these treats at work, in a room full of macho men. I’m sure they’re all jealous.

Leave a Donut Love Note for Someone SpecialFortunately for me, there are so many talented bloggers out there who design cute little tags when I don’t have the time. I found these little donut printables on Damask Love. You can print them here. There’s endless possibilities with these little cut-outs.

These are perfect treats for friends, neighbors, or co-workers that might be having an actual bad day. Although I’ll take any excuse to make little treats for my hubby, not being able to whistle does not actually count as a bad day. We are well aware that our life is pretty dang good. We are thankful every day for the blessings we have, and try to take time to appreciate everything we’ve been given. When I’m having what feels like a ‘bad day,’ I try to remind myself that it could always be worse.

Take a second to be grateful for your bad days. And then make a little treat for someone else, someone who is having a day worse than yours. Making someone else smile is the best cure to your bad day. Trust me.

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  1. Laura says

    9.03.2015 at 1:04 pm

    This DID make me smile, even through one of my own bad days! And FYI, I can’t really whistle either. LOL

    • shauna841505@yahoo.com says

      9.03.2015 at 1:23 pm

      Ohhh good! I hope your days aren’t too bad. I’m thinking of you!! 🙂

  2. Bobbie says

    9.03.2015 at 1:09 pm

    I cant whistle either…can I have a donut?

    • shauna841505@yahoo.com says

      9.03.2015 at 1:23 pm

      You can have a million donuts if you come visit me!

  3. Kristin says

    9.03.2015 at 1:15 pm

    Cute post!! Love the tags and the thought! I can’t whistle and my husband can’t either!! At least our house is quiet!! Hehe! Jk, totally wish I could whistle! XOXO

    • shauna841505@yahoo.com says

      9.03.2015 at 1:23 pm

      Haha our house is most definitely anything but quiet!! And we don’t even have kids! Hahah. I guess not being able to whistle is a lot more common than I had thought! 🙂

  4. Jamie says

    9.03.2015 at 4:43 pm

    Cute! Next time on top of the flowers, hearts, and stars you should include GLITTER! The kind that gets everywhere and ends up on your hands and face. Then he can carry your love around all day 😉 haha

    • shauna841505@yahoo.com says

      9.04.2015 at 8:11 am

      Ohhhhh I forgot to add glitter! I have definitely put that all over some of his projects!! Hahaha he loves it!

      • Jamie says

        9.04.2015 at 1:41 pm

        Haha I bet!

  5. Trend-mixblog says

    9.03.2015 at 6:23 pm

    You always come up with the cutest ideas. 🙂

    • shauna841505@yahoo.com says

      9.04.2015 at 8:11 am

      Oh my gosh, they’re not half as cute as all of your projects!! 🙂

  6. Ashley says

    9.03.2015 at 8:20 pm

    I could not stop laughing! I too, am a non-whistler. Not because I don’t want to, but because I can’t. It’s very sad. But no one is leaving me treats. So now I’m more sad. ?

    But seriously, I love your simple and fun reminders to put others before ourself. ?

    • shauna841505@yahoo.com says

      9.04.2015 at 8:11 am

      Oh my gosh!!!!!!!!!! This is crazy! For my whole life I’ve always just thought it was normal! But so many people have commented that they can’t do it!!! If I’m being honest, there is one thing that I think everyone can do, that I cannot do: Snap my fingers!!! Ahhhhhhhhh! And also – I would leave you treats if you lived closer! 🙂

  7. Kathy says

    9.04.2015 at 7:07 am

    I can’t whistle either. It’s genetic!!!

    • shauna841505@yahoo.com says

      9.04.2015 at 8:08 am

      I never knew how popular this was until this post!! You learn something new every day!

  8. chelsea jacobs says

    9.04.2015 at 8:29 am

    This is hilarious, and so adorable.

    • shauna841505@yahoo.com says

      9.08.2015 at 9:34 am

      Thanks!!! My husband just loves his adorable gifts. Haha!!

  9. Carli says

    9.04.2015 at 9:12 am

    HOW CUTE!

    • shauna841505@yahoo.com says

      9.08.2015 at 9:32 am

      Thank you!!!!!!

  10. Ann Koplow says

    9.07.2015 at 11:34 am

    I can’t whistle, either, and I’m so glad I found this adorable post.

    P.S. I can only snap my fingers on one hand.

    • shauna841505@yahoo.com says

      9.08.2015 at 9:31 am

      At least you can snap one hand!! *Bright side* haha! 🙂 Thanks for visiting!

  11. Erin McElrath says

    9.08.2015 at 10:51 pm

    Is it weird that some days I can whistle and some days I can’t? Although I can never whistle a tune. Only one key, if at all. Ha ha.

    • shauna841505@yahoo.com says

      9.09.2015 at 8:52 am

      Hahaha one key is better than off-key (like me). 🙂

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