
10" x 30". Oil and cold wax.
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The Husband hates cheese. He tells everyone this, and makes sure to get his pizza cheese-less, and makes a face when someone tells him that a dish he's considering ordering in a restaurant includes cheese. And yet, I sometimes see him eat cheese--voluntarily. Yesterday we went grocery shopping and I got some Brie (an indulgence I try to keep to some kind of reasonable minimum, cheese lover that I am). The Husband put away all the groceries and a little while later I decided it was time for me to break out the Brie and enjoy some. I was worried when I saw that the plastic wrap was ripped at the tip of the cheese wedge (thinking, yuck, that went through the cashier line and everything? that's gonna have a few germs). Then I looked more closely at the tip: yes, those were human teeth marks. And they weren't mine. And they weren't there half an hour before, in the store. And only two humans live in this house (both of whom possess teeth). Therefore...


And this is exactly how I found it in the refrigerator. Not even wrapped back up or anything.