Every once-in-a-while, I drink directly from the container of half-and-half.
Decadent.
And, I pause to smile.
Such a small extravagance makes me feel royal.
While it's really not a big deal, it's forbidden, isn't it?
Straight-up half-and-half is not on the list of 'good food'.
From the container is uncouth.
And, so...
While the house sleeps
(and under the watchful eye of the cat),
I shake off the rules and the norms.
I enjoy the secret satisfaction of the illicit indulgence.
Small treats.
