NOT So Secret Addictions

All of us have guilty pleasures that can double as 'secret addictions'. Candle junkie? Kitchen gadget collector? Need just 'one more' purse? Here are mine and they are pretty bizarre; that should give you ample confidence to air out your quirky addictions.



I am a health-diet-beauty product junkie. I not so secretly lust after any product used in a spa. Lately, I've been a sucker for detoxification. If it claims to wipe clean my years of Long Island Iced Tea & chicken wing abuse, I'm pulling out the charge card. I have mineral masks, body lotions, teas & juices that all claim to detox. However, I just now realized that this addiction has gone too far. I am the one lonely soul who has bought and USED the detoxifying foot patches. Sexy. At first, it was like a science experiment because I really wanted to know want kind of impurities would be sucked out through the bottom of my feet. Then, it was just gross...and kind of depressing. I mean, if that ooze came out of my feet, what other toxins are thriving in my body. Double Sexy. From this moment on, ignorance is bliss. Do they actually work? Go ahead...you know you want to...



Soap Operas, more specifically, General Hospital. I started watching when I was pregnant. Well, 'little John' is a year and a half old now and I can't stop. Why? Though I claim to thrive upon a lifestyle that is 100% stable and drama free, maybe I secretly long for the excitement and passion that can only come about when a crazy man-holds-hostage-a-castle-full-of-monkey-virus-infected-people-that-see-dead-people who-left-money-half-way-around-the-world-with-a-long-lost-half-brother. Oh, and the guys are hot. Take a look...



These tasty little diet-wreckers were originally purchased for my son to much on because, as the box says, they are an organic & baked snack. Sure, he likes them, just not as much as me.



'Disposable' Containers...not in my world. I have a cupboard FULL of them. What's even sadder is that I gave her half of them and just started collecting again. I just can't throw them away.


This is an official cry for help.