I share "dessert" with my sweetie. I cook a bowl of instant oatmeal, add some
squares of unsweetened chocolate and nuts or nut butter and stir it up.
I eat from that, and the squeeze honey bear is on the side to add to individual
spoonfuls for Sweetie's sweet tooth.

: Mine, thin as a rake, has a
: cabinetful of sweets, which he
: likes to eat during the obligatory
: tv session every evening.
: Husband: would you like a piece of
: chocolate?
: Me (already having eaten my after
: dinner treat of a fruit): No,
: thank you.
: Husband sighs audibly. Puts a
: martyred look on his face, does
: not stand up to get his sweets.
: Me: you get one. Don't mind me. I am
: fine.
: Husband, unconvincingly: no, I am all
: right. His face tells another
: story.
: Me: ok, then, just a tiny bit.
: Husband goes through to kitchen,
: brings big bar of chocolate, hands
: me half. Now, I am weak, what
: happens? Yes, you guessed it. I
: eat it.
: Anyone recognize the situation?