Dinner is always better when you can have a bite (or two, or three) of someone else’s plate right? Well husband strongly disagrees. Granted this happens on a daily basis, but whenever we go places and people offer us a drink or a dessert I always answer, “No thanks, I’ll just have a bite of Phil’s.” Now my every intention is to have just one bite or drink of Phil’s. Sadly I never have just one. Sad for Phil of course, victory for me. I think.Last night this very thing happened. Phil and I were at Bible study and the hostess offered beverages. Phil went to get one, which to me means Share Time! He glanced over at me and said, “Would you like something?” Me, with the sweetest smile I could muster said, “No thanks, I’ll just have a sip of yours!” (**Insert smirk and eye roll from husband here****) After probably 3 refills I thought….. “Maybe I should have got my own drink.” Oh well, there is always next time!