"They've found me. I don't know how, but they've found me. Run for it Marty!"
Do you know what movie that is from? It's my all time favorite.
Back to the Future!
This phrase has been running through my head and it's so pertinent, except that I'm not referring to the Libyans. It's my boys - they've found my stash.
And before you all go freaking out - my stash is chocolate, nothing illegal here.
Around this house chocolate does not last but a few days. The kids are like vultures when I occasionally buy it - they can smell it through the grocery bag. So, unless I hide it, there is no chance I will get the daily dose I need. And yes, it's a necessity.
I have found that when I get a craving for something sweet I can either devour a huge piece of cheesecake, a half dozen cookies, a king size candy bar, or I can sneak off to my stash and indulge in a wonderful piece of Dove dark chocolate. That will satisfy my craving and saves me tons of empty calories.
This was working all fine and dandy until Carson got a little too sneaky and discovered my awesome hiding spot. The nerve of him!
I may have to try Here's the Diehl's suggestion and hide them in the freezer. Any other suggestions? This girl needs her chocolate for her sanity and well-being!
In the meantime, I think I will turn on my favorite movie and sit down with a bowl of M&M's. Oh wait - Carson found those too.