It's nearing bedtime

and I'm getting my regular, like clockwork, desire to start munching on something salty.  Or if salty isn't available, I'll go for sweet.  It is like this unconscious/conscious uncontrollable desire to munch.

I told Gary tonight that he needs to tape my mouth shut at night.  He was a little taken back until I explained to him that the minute I go to bed, I get cravings for munching.  Not that I really have to tell him that.  He'll hear the crinkling of Pirates Booty, Popcorn, crackers, etc., while he's trying to sleep.

Anyway, a little after telling him I needed him to tape my mouth shut, he asked what kind of tape would be the most comfortable.  Then he suggested that he tie my hands behind my back so I can't take the tape off my mouth.   I think he's taking a little too much enjoyment thinking about that idea. So, I'll just try to use self restraint and not physical restraint to begin with.

Although, I just had a thought.  One of Gary's common sayings (when commenting on someones appearance) is, "I wouldn't kick them out of bed for eating crackers."  Maybe I am unconsciously/consciously testing him.   If that is the case, then he has proven that he loves me.  He hasn't kicked me out of the bed yet.