Last night as I lay reading in bed with a super delicious chocolate ice cream bar, my husband came into the room, stopped cold and asked.... "Have you taken your sleep medicine? Is that why you are laying in bed eating?" "I responded with an indignant... "No, I'm eating because I'm hungry and for
your information I am out of sleep medication so I'll probably be awake eating all night." There, that will teach him to not accuse me of sleep eating for no reason at all. Although admittedly I did buy a new jar of Biscoff spread (best stuff ever) yesterday and then this morning there was none.