Confession

I think the first step to facing an addiction - a serious one - is to recognize and publicly confess the addiction.
Welcome Betsy to animal crackers addicts anonymous. Yes, i confess it is true - it is no longer just a preference or a taste or an occasional treat. I LOVE animal crackers. I love them even though they are bad for me. I LOVE them even though they really dont taste like anything that will knock your socks off. I LOVE them because they are nothing yet they are something. And yes, if you know me - you know that I like them toasted. I try to think that I am not addicted and that I can live without but let's face the reality - tonight after cosmic bowling and a little intimate gathering at Bamboo - the greatest secretin East Cobb - I am travelling back to my cozy little home and somehow I start driving towards Kroger. They only carry them at Kroger and WalMart. Kroger is 1.99 for half the bag and Wal Mart is 1.86 for twice the bag. They used to be at Costco but the line was discontinued. I didnt think to eat dinner today and was a little hungry after a night on the town but I had no intention of going to Kroger or even, the worst, buying animal crackers but sure enough my faithful little car starts going in the direction. Literally, as if judgement day is coming tomorrow (not doubting that) and as if animal crackers are a deadly sin - I yank my steering wheel in to the left hand lane so that I force myself to bypass the quick 1:30 am trip to Kroger. Bad bad bad, Betsy.
Please forgive me. More so, friends dont let friends drive out of their way to partake in meaningless habits. Don't let me do it.

I feel better now. Anyone else need redemption from a hidden slight obsession. (I think mine has crossed the lines of 'slight'.)

Goodnight.