Illegal

I'm pretty sure there are certain things in life that are so addictive, they should just be illegal.

I type that as I sit licking Nutella off my spoon.

I'm putting Nutella on the illegal list.

For reals. It's not ok how yummy that stuff is.

And I know it's touted as a health food, but ladies, hear me on this one.

It's. Not. Good. For. You.

Just two tablespoons (one serving - if you have self control - which I don't) is 200 calories.

And that's not the worst of it.

There are 21 grams of sugar in those two tiny tablespoons!! Oh my goodness, I think I actually just felt another patch of cellulite pop up!

Peanut butter only has 3 grams of sugar for the same serving size. That means Nutella has 7 times more sugar than peanut butter! 7 times!!!

But, will that stop me from eating it? Probably not.

See?

Illegal.

Right up there with crack!

Excuse me a moment, I need to go get some peanut butter.

Ok, I'm back.

Want another one?

Pinterest.

Illegal.

I can literally spend HOURS searching this addicting site, and other sites around the web for inspiring crafts, recipes, home decor and more!

My laundry pile and neglected hardwood floors will tattle on me for this one.

And the worst part is that Pinterest makes me discontent with what I have.

What?! I don't have room for a reading nook, a breakfast nook and a walk in closet in my 1,000 square foot house? What's wrong with me?!?

Blech. I don't like that feeling.

I much prefer being house-proud of the tiny abode God has blessed us with. It's where our family plays and it's ok that I only have two closets in the whole house and neither of them is big enough for me to step into, let alone walk into.

I'm putting it on the list.

Illegal.

But again, that probably won't stop me from pinning again.

Sigh. No self-control.

I'm sure there are other things I could add to this list, but my brain is all a-twitter with sugar and craft projects.

Oooh, Twitter might be another one. If I tweeted. Which I don't.

I don't feel like I have enough thoughts for Twitter.

I'm just not self-centered enough to think people want to read my every waking thought or action.

That's why I have a blog.

That's not self-centered at all.

I hope you're getting the sarcasm here.

Yes? Good.

Enjoy your day everyone.

Oh, and if you live in Minnesota - don't go outside.

You'll melt.

I swear it's true.