Some of my addictions change like underwear, but many on this list have been with me long enough that I'll likely still be addicted when I'm 102 years old (at which point I'll still be hip, slick and cool, too).
13 Current Addictions
- the coffee bean - alternately lattes at home or lattes at Dutch Bros (who y'all know I love more than is healthy even if I don't get there as often since the move last year) or Starbucks (who I have a love/hate relationship with but often wind up getting gift cards that suck me right back in for a few weeks at a time, sneaky bastards)
- the Internets - naked every morning before and during getting dressed I'm online to
see who loves mecheck email and blog comments and also to make sure the world didn't blow up while I slept (pretty much every day post 9/11 I wake up wondering - kind of creepy). Oh, and to check the weather so I know whether to go topless again or to wear my snow pants. It snowed here in late April (here where we rarely get snow even in January), so I have to ask the all-knowing Internets every morning what to expect.
- hand sanitizer - I somehow lived my first 30+ years without using it every time I got in my car or to my desk or whenever the thought occurred to me, but now I can't go more than a few hours, and I do realize that now the super bug will probably have my ass due to resistance and blah, blah, blah (actually, maybe not, could be hype), but meanwhile, I'm just happy not to have the cooties you left on the shopping cart.
- Skinny Cow Bars - I've never even been a big fan of ice cream (yah, I know, lots about me ain't right), but when I started consciously tracking what I eat and aiming for certain goals, I discovered these as a treat (and photographed my discovery), and now I get really pissy when I screw up my day enough not to be able to afford the calories and carb/protein/fat balance thingy have one at night before bed.
- garam masala on (low cal) popcorn - even two years ago, I'd never heard of garam masala until I started making the Indian Butter Chicken (heav.en., also photographed in sheer joy). Then I found garam masala cheap and in bulk at the Asian market, and one night randomly sprinkled it on my popcorn. It was a religious experience. Go do this now.
- stupid little games like Bejeweled, Jewel Quest, Insaniquarium, Zuma, etc. that mysteriously suck you in even though they really shouldn't be nearly so engrossing unless you have a very simple little brain (which, apparently, I must)
- recipes - collecting them, reading about them, playing with them, cooking them. I don't pay for many online memberships, but I am a gold member at Recipezaar (with a public copy of my own "I Made It" cookbook full of every recipe I've tried or blogged about), and a paid membership out of cheap ass me is practically an endorsement and a declaration of true love.
- kitchen gadgetry - for my make believe cooking show, which is where this whole cooking instead of smoking thing is loosely explained (and thanks to both cooking and Chantix, today is smoke-free day 326, so that's a big "canceled" written across one of my oldest used to be addictions)
- Lolcats - I can't help it. How can anyone not find stuff like this Hy-Larry-Us to the point of walking away with cute attacks and pee pants from the giggles? You can? OK, you are cold. And dead inside. But I love you anyway. (Maybe.)
more cat pictures
9a. GraphJam - Tasina first pointed this out on her blog a bit ago, and now I'm a total addict. Stuff like this is why:
see more song memes
If the song is stuck in your head, perhaps a listen will shake it out. Or not. I'm just trying to help... jeez.
Oh, there are so very many more I'd love to share with you, like this one of such a Steve Miller Band classic as "The Joker," but just go poke
yourselfaround there yourself and let the addiction begin. If you just subscribe to both of these joyful gems in your reader (something I'm thrilled I learned about over the past year), it's painless to keep your day from sucking complete ass.
- blogging - I've gone on about why I'm loving blogging, so I won't get into it again other than to say that I think about stuff throughout the day as whether it would be blogworthy, and if so, I either take a picture or take notes (usually mentally, but then they get lost because my brain is broken, so there are some totally blogworthy and fabulous things you'll never know - is truly a shame, trust).
- reading blogs - I love you. All. Even when I should be sleeping. Or working. Or doing something productive. Mwah!
- me time - as much as I sometimes wallow, and even though I'd trade it in a heartbeat for baby craziness, I really do *love* all of my me time. I get the feeling that if I had a real life, as in a house full of one to seven kids that I would have little to no me time. With "the apartness," even Tom is away, so it's all me time, all the time, and I ain't complaining about it one tiny little bit. Some people don't know how to take the time to pamper themselves or just enjoy quiet moments. I've never been able to understand those people and think that maybe I got some of that skill that maybe they were supposed to have gotten (thievery) because I am very, very good at taking time for me.
- my cell phone - during "the apartness," Tom and I are still in constant contact with text messages and random phone calls about things that smell bad, major life issues, poop jokes, lovey-dovey miss you kissy kissy gagginess and who's having what for dinner. I get so happy when he sends a text and makes my phone vibrate and my heart shake.
- Hello Kitty Pajamas, but you already knew that, and this is the Thursday Thirteen not Friday Fourteen or whatever, so this one isn't really here.
Today is smoke-free day 326.