Unloading groceries. House is empty, kids at school. Husband saunters by, discovers newly-bought cookies. Husband, shocked: “Cookies, Anne?” Sucks air between his teeth, eyeing them. “Naughty!” Me, eyebrow raised, best seductive voice: “Yes. I should be punished.” Husband, raising flirtatious eyebrow in return: “I will punish you…” Becomes serious. “…by throwing