Chocolate Stash

Oh yes, I have one. And there's more than just chocolate in there. There's potato chips, granola bars, gum and Starbucks Frappuccino. I don't tell anyone where it is, not even Mike, and when they see me eating something from my stash, I tell them there is no more. 

I am an evil mom. 

You would think I'd feel guilty, but I don't. It's the only way I get anything even remotely satisfying in this house.