Busted!

So a couple days ago, I was scrounging around in my kitchen, looking for something to eat. Makenna was at school, Oliver was napping, and Mick was out. There wasn't much to pick through, since I needed to go grocery shopping.
I found a bag of frozen ravioli in the freezer (one of my faves), and a can of spaghetti sauce in the cupboard. I cooked up the entire package, thinking Mick could have some when he got home. I should have known better than to trust myself alone with a pot full of delicious ravioli's! I gobbled up the entire pot in 10 minutes flat.
Now what?! I can't exactly let Mick come home and see how much I've eaten. That's just plain embarrassing. I quickly cleaned the dishes, threw the can of sauce in the recycling bin, and threw out any remaining evidence. Just as I was turning around from the garbage, Mick walked in the door. I was feeling quite pleased with myself as I smiled and greeted him. I actually pulled it off. He took one look at me and said....

"What have you been eating? You have spaghetti sauce all over your face!"

BUSTED! All that work trying to cover up the evidence, and I forgot to wipe my face off!