I must admit something...I hide chocolate. I lie about not having it. I know it is wrong, but it is MINE. For years I kept it in the kitchen or my nightstand drawer. He was welcome to it. But, it always disappeared. I would look for it and it was gone. Or there would be wrappers in the trash from a midnight chocolate binge that he would deny. I was done with that conversation, I knew what would happen, so I hide chocolate.