Insulted or Loved?

So... today was another snow-day. Which means no work for me and Jonathan working from home. Those of you who have not been to our humble abode - in our computer room our desks are basically right next to each other. So this morning - I wake up fairly late since I didn't have to go to work. I sit down at my computer with my cup of coffee and he says "I stumbled across a picture that made me think of you last night. I'm going to send you the link. Don't be offended". I'm nervous before I even click... but I bite my lip and build up my courage....  I click on the link and find this: 

So the question of the day is..... Should I be insulted that my wonderful better-half just inadvertently told me I have a fat-ass.... or feel loved that he adores me, fat-ass and all??