Apple in my Closet

There is a Granny Smith apple in my closet that is just the picture of what life is like these days. I am always hungry, but the boys in this house are always looking longingly at the things that I am eating. So, I bought a couple of granny smith apples the other day and hid them in my closet, so I can eat them free of guilt when the boys are at school. That is my dilemma these days. I am thinking about this stuff that my parents are going to bring me,(whoohoo, only one more week) and then thinking of the fact that I should share it with everyone in the house. Ugh...but if I share, then it is all gone in a day or two. What to do? In this culture people share things like that and always give what they have, so I end up feeling like the most selfish person if I keep it for myself. Mike had a great idea the other day though, he thinks that I should buy them some of their own local treats that they like, so they are also content. Still though....I think they are secretly looking at me longing to taste these new things from afar. As they say here in these parts...."What to do?"