I have to come clean.
I have an addiction.
It's worse than dropping me off at a shopping mall...or a bakery.
Well...that might be pushing it.
I am addicted to
Why can't I stop? I banned it from my life until the Hubs left a pack in my purse.
I think I am on my 8th piece, and I have no intention of stopping.
This cannot be good for you.
It has to stop.
I just can't get enough of that minty flavor that bursts from each new piece I pop in my mouth.
Do you think there is a GCA? (Gum Chewer's Anonymous?)
If so, I need their meeting schedule.
While we are at it, I am also addicted to bad reality t.v. such as The Bachelor; On the Wings of Love (how about that psycho Michelle?), and currently Harry & David's Moose Munch. But that is for another time and place.
Mom, you can breathe a sigh of relief now.