February 14, 2006
Karen bought several bags of candy, (and various other doo-dads) to send to our two boys for Valentines Day. She planned to mail it all when she returned from California, but then realized she was not getting home until the day before Valentines Day. In a panic, she called from California and asked if I would please split the candy up and get everything in the mail so it would make it to our two boys in time.
As I sat down at the kitchen table to split the candy I noticed there was no parental supervision in the room, so I made an executive decision to split the candy three ways instead of two. This would create a secret stash of candy all for me.
So far, this has been working out really good. I feel pretty confident that since Karen rarely checks in at Brother Jones, I can continue to keep the secret stash a secret until the secret stash has all been consumed. Happy Valentines Day To Me!