So
@Smart Red , you stand accused of self-indulgence.
Your testimony before this court highly suggests sneaking tidbits from your grandchildren's bowls and using a pillow at your back in a chair.
Bailiff ...
Steve
No, @so lucky -- nothing is real. ssshhhh
Self-indulgence? Guilty as charged. Although in depressing times I fear it is more self-distructive than self-indulgent.
Sneaking tidbits from my grandchildren's bowls? Innocent as charged. My grands have their own supply of foods/treats at grandma's house that are at the tip of their tongues and the bottom of my tastes. Now that school has resumed, there are more foods (purchased for them) going stale and being tossed. More foods in individual packaging so it lasts from weekend to weekend.
Besides, digitS', "everything at Grandma's house is Grandma's". Should someone covet a special treat, well, everything is mine and I share, so they all must share "my" treats. Therefore, there can't be grandchildren's bowls; only my bowls, filled with my things, that I share with them when they want. Sneaking tidbits? I think not!
As for using a pillow at my back, I wasn't aware that was a capital offense. Never-the-less, I am probably the only one at the house who doesn't find a pillow for their chair. My TV watching comfort is a captain's chair from the kitchen set and wood throughout. I dislike the big cushy recliner DH claims as too soft and, although my Gypsy likes it, I find Great-Grandma's rocker cushion too soft as well. Mine is the easiest chair in the house I have found to get up from and down into at my esteemed age.
Black licorice: I am the only one who likes it around here. No need to hide it, ration it, or buy it just for myself except as a rare treat. A&W Root Beer: according to the grands it is THE ONLY ROOT BEER, a sign of grandma's messing with their heads as babies, but sugar is sugar and I much prefer the taste (and after-taste) of cold water.
I should sentence myself to time cleaning up the garden, but once again I procrastinate. . . .