Hello. My name is Shay. I am an addict.

Hello. My name is Shay. I am an addict. Yes people, it’s true! My mom once told me that I have an addictive personality. Yes, she is right. I come by it naturally though because my dad has a HUGE addictive personality and my mom…sorry mom, it’s true…isn’t far behind. I decided to blog about this situation when I found myself eating these Cheetos at 10:00 this morning…

Here’s the thing. Anyone who knows me, knows I don’t buy into the “natural”, “organic”, “wholesome”, blah, blah, blah advertising. When I go to the grocery store, I trust that the FDA has done their job in making sure the food I purchase is safe for me to eat. So, you might find it odd that I’m addicted to Cheetos Natural White Cheddar Puffs. I only bought them because a friend of mine told me that they were white in color, so it wouldn’t make a huge mess when Kensington ate them. Unfortunately, I’ve eaten 3 bags, so we’ve yet to test that theory on the poor kid. Andrew was giving me a hard time about consuming so many of these crack puffs until he ate one. He’s hooked too. They are just so delicious! (Even at 10:00 AM)

My next addiction might not surprise you. I have blogged repeatedly about my love affair with Starbucks. I go EVERY DAY. Not just to get my pumpkin spice lattes in the fall, I go year around. There is no better lunch to me then a Starbucks latte and biscotti. But my coffee obsession doesn’t begin at lunch, it starts first thing in the morning…

This is a picture of underneath my kitchen cabinet. From this photo, you can see 10 boxes of coffee. There are three more hidden around the corner and six more in my hall closet. Yes. I am hooked on coffee pods (they go in my Keurig coffee pot). I only drink one cup a day (plus my Starbucks), so I’m not hooked on drinking coffee, just on buying the pods! I order them online and get so excited when UPS delivers them at my door. I buy a multitude of flavors, some decaf, others regular…I even buy hot chocolate. I just can’t stop buying these coffee pods!

My last addiction is by far my worst. This addiction is in my blood and can’t be stopped. My mom passed down the gene to me. I really had no choice in life. I couldn’t even post the picture of what’s behind this door as I am afraid people’s jaw will drop too much at the sight…

Behind this door, holds my…CANDLE ADDICTION. Yes. I am obsessed with candles. I think at first, my closest friends didn’t believe me when I told them I was an addict…but now they do. There is a store in my town that sells candles. I am on a first name basis with the owner. She says I am her most frequent customer. I go once a week and buy two large candles. To be fair, I do have at least one candle burning in my house at all times. From the moment I wake up, until we go to bed, we have at least one going (yesterday, I had 8 going). My house always smells so nice…so I don’t mind. The problem is, I don’t just buy candles from this one lady…I buy them from multiple sources. On Saturday, my mom and I were at Bath and Body Works and they were selling their candles, buy one, get one free…so of course we had to buy one! It’s just an ugly addiction…but they smell so good!!!!

Enjoy your Labor Day! My husband needs to relax and enjoy his day…he’s been working too hard trying to pay for my addictions :).