Cravings...and subsequent addictions...

I've been asked this question many times, so I thought I'd share what my cravings have been recently. I use the word 'craving' loosely, as the word 'addiction' fits more appropriately. They start as cravings, but when the craving is insatiable no matter how often you make a feeble attempt to satisfy it, it becomes an addiction...at least in my book.

At first there were the typical culprits...spicy food, anything salty, and really whatever I could keep down...but as of late things have gotten a bit more interesting. There is now of course the cliche yet incredible desire for ice cream...chocolate chip cookie dough to be more specific...there must be a half gallon of it in my freezer at all times...I've eaten it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner as well as desert and a midnight snack. It doesn't matter what time it is, any time is a good time for ice cream.

Along those same lines, I have single handedly kept the Sno-Hut near our house in business. I'm sure at the end of the season when comparing profits from last year to those of this year, the owners will find a considerable increase in revenue. They may think that it's due to an unusually hot summer, but we know the truth. It is solely the result of the uncontrollable addiction to snow cones of the crazy pregnant lady down the street. I could eat them ALL DAY EVERY DAY. What flavor, do you ask? Either blueberry with cream or wedding cake with cream. Usually wedding cake with cream, but every once in a while I brave the blue mouth and go for the blueberry. The wedding cake flavor is clear, so I can indulge in my addiction and no one is the wiser. To this point I haven't stooped so low as to attempt to hide my addiction from my incredibly understanding husband, and I hope I don't have to, but I'm beginning to think that he may think less of me if I don't learn to control it. I'm not proud of it, but unfortunately they don't make a patch or have a 12 step program for me to attempt to break the addiction. At least I can admit it...that's a step in the right direction...at least that's what I keep telling myself :)

My next craving made me feel insane until I talked to a mom who said she experienced the same thing...so now I feel a little better about it...it's not a food craving. I am addicted to the smell of clean. I cannot stop cleaning my house...not because I'm a germaphobe, but because I want everything to smell like cleaner...specifically Fabuloso...and it is just as the name implies...FABULOUS. I can't get enough...I clean constantly, to the point that I've crippled myself, but I can't stop. I need to smell the clean! It's not limited to Fabuloso either. It's soap, dish detergent (oh Cascade, how I love thee), Gain, the fresh smell of my car's air conditioner when I turn it on after a long hot day...I know it sounds insane, but it's the truth. I love the fresh smell of clean. If I could carry around a bar of soap all day and not be looked at like a crazy person I totally would. Don't judge me :)

I look forward to regaining my sanity...

Newbie!

So...here goes nothing! This blog is coming into existence for a few different reasons that I can no longer ignore...and no longer want to. First of all, my wonderful sister-in-law has one of her very own that I try my best to keep up with, and in the past she has claimed that she is funnier than me, so it was unavoidable that I come here and give her a run for her money. Second, my job tends to have some down time...which means a lot of reading news that is important, gossip that isn't, and refreshing Facebook more times than I care to admit lest I come across as pathetic. So, I came to the conclusion that this would be a good time filler. Third, I wanted family and friends to be able to stay in the loop about what is going on at Bolt Manor, and one-sentence status updates just don't seem sufficient. Plus I know all of you are DYING to hear all the juicy details in the lives of Ray, Heather, and the soon-to-be poop machine Spencer...so this is for you! It is in no way my own therapeutic way of getting my thoughts out...except in EVERY way.

Hopefully you will enjoy this as much as I will, and hopefully I won't bore you to tears! Thanks for reading and caring about our simple little lives!