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Confessions of a (Former?) Closet Eater

. . . And what's changed . . . (and what hasn't). . .


A recent reminder of my tendencies went something like this: 

We had just finished dinner. About 20-30 minutes later the conversation flowed: 

Me: "Hey, want a piece of that brownie brittle?"
       (I can't help it, I admit there was more than a touch of            excitement/persuasion in my tone). 
To which my husband replied: 
       "No. I don't think so."
Me: "Really? Okay" 
Hubby: "Oh, you can still have some. Don't let me stop you."                      
Me: "Oh, I don't want to eat it alone "
         (meaning "in front of you") 
Hubby: "Or you can just wait until I go to bed." 
               (Does he know me, or what?!)
               ---Followed by both of us laughing--

Okay. This is the man who, when we married and I moved in that August, still had Halloween candy from the YEAR BEFORE! How does THAT happen??? That never happened in my previous life. I tried more than once to buy my "least favorite" candy to pass out at Halloween so I wouldn't be tempted by any left-overs. But it didn't matter. Because there was never candy in my house any other time, anything left over from Halloween disappeared pretty quickly. I also learned not to buy candy too far in advance of the holiday because eventually I wouldn't have enough to hand out and would have to get more.

Really? Who can keep candy around that long?

So the candy in this new married house slowly disappeared too (again it didn't matter what kind it was). As much as I tried to blame it on a mouse, or a candy fairy, or a Halloween ghost--it was ALL ME!    

Busted!

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