hidden treasure

I've been living with Chris for almost a year and now, and have found that life with a partner isn't quite the same as living on my own in lots of small ways. For example, as a single girl I used to take great comfort in buying a slab of chocolate, or a tub of ice cream, and eating a little bit every day. If I try to do the same thing with Chris in the house, whatever I buy will have disappeared by the next day. And no amount of manipulation, cajoling or pleading will persuade Chris that it is fundamentally wrong to eat someone else's chocolate. I have decided drastic steps need to be taken, and have started hiding my chocolate stash in my underwear drawer (luckily Chris doesn't read my blog, so he will never know ... ha ha!) I haven't figured out what to do with the tubs of ice cream yet. I wonder if they can be disguised somehow using an empty frozen pea bag. Probably worth a try.