I was beginning to think I knew the pangs of a deprived crack addict. Last evening, when Big Ed called home to say that Publix-on-Bird did not have any sugar-free white cupcakes and did we want chocolate, I said no. J said yes for himself, and so I went without.
I watched them eat their daggone chocolate cupcakes. Big Ed did offer me a piece of sugar-free candy out of pity. But I bided my time. Okay, I ate the candy but I still bided.
Today, on the way home from church, I stopped at the big Publix across from the university. I garnered four boxes of s/f white cupcakes. Now, I shared one box, but the other three are mine, all mine!
If I were a dog, I would bury them ...