I have a tendency to develop...addictions.
Really strange addictions. I will become obsessed with something for a short time (usually about a month) and before you know it I am completely OVER it.
I would give you examples but confessing my past loves would probably only serve in embarrassing me.
Who needs that?
Currently, I am addicted to frozen French fries and the show 18 Kids and Counting. (And apparently I am addicted to using links in my blog posts.)
I have been going through about 2 bags of frozen French fries a week. I cover them in garlic salt and then eat them with ketchup mixed with hot sauce. It is one of those things you know is, oh so wrong, but seriously want it to be all right... It is kind of strange to me that I am so "into" them because I always used to think they were gross.
I also used to always think that the Duggar's (the family on 18 Kids and Counting) were gross too. Well not gross but creepy, misogynists, who needed to open their minds and close their legs. Now, I wish they would adopt me. I am in that strange, early 20's phase of finding/defining my faith, and I have no idea where I stand with God or where God stands with me or what I believe or what I don't believe and I find their faith so...refreshing. So welcoming. So easy. It seems so perfect in a way that makes me think even if there is no God maybe it would be worth it to believe just to be as happy as they are.They are all so attractive and well mannered and they seem so darn happy.
I am pretty sure Jill Duggar won't end up back at the Duggar home with a baby when she is 23 and single.
The show makes me feel like life really can be easy.
As easy as frozen French Fries :)