Have you ever bought a box of Honey Bunches of Oats with Chocolate Clusters from the bargain table because you thought your husband might like them and then when he goes out of town on a sudden trip to Austin because no, a teleconference won't work! and who cares that he's been traveling for the past three weeks and has had NO TIME at home and then they call an hour before the flight to tell him that they've put him on the earlier flight through Minneapolis because the flight through Memphis, where he was excited to eat at Backyard Burgers , is delayed and he wouldn't make the connection and now he is panicked because of course he hasn't even taken a shower yet and so you have to go to the airport with him so he doesn't have to park and where was I?
The baby store in Memphis.
Oh. Right. The cereal. It's sitting on the shelf, mocking you. Your husband isn't even here. So you think you'll save it for him and then you think, "Maybe I'll have just a little taste" and you open the box and stick your hand in and the next thing you know, you've eaten half of it, so to keep yourself from eating any more, you put it upstairs in your husband's office behind the trash can.
Have you ever done that?
At an art fair in Memphis.