Falling off the wagon

I feel so bad, my stash was found.

I heard some squealing with delight in the kitchen. I turned around and CJ was yelling and saying something I couldn't understand. Apparently she found my secret stash....of.....pacifiers! I imagine it is how a drug addict feels when tested with their drug of choice. Needless to say, I said, those are not yours, they are for other children in need. :-I Hey, give me a break, I was put on the spot.