Addicted

well, not me, but I could be!   Ever since I have known Nate, he has had this little love, okay, big love, for Mountain Dew.  It has turned into a love affair for Diet Mountain Dew.  He is happy to wake up in the morning and pour a nice big glass of it, and just before bed have a nice cold one.  As well as all through the day.  It could be worse! Right?  I just could never understand it.  He would prefer to have some DMD instead of ice cream at night!  I don't get that!  It would be better calorie wise I'm sure, but I don't know if anything beats a bowl of ice cream after the kids are asleep at night!

So, in most cases- I don't like soda.  I like Rootbeer floats, and I like Fresca- especially mixed with Grapejuice.  But it all makes me burp... like instantly....  and I just prefer water.  I've tried liking Diet Coke because all the skinny people seem to have a diet of Diet Coke and Chocolate Chips.  I just can't get my taste buds to like it though.  So- back to Mountain Dew.  I like the taste of it.  It started with taking swigs of it when there was nothing else to drink.  Lately it has gotten more frequent though.  Like- When Nate gets home from work with his drink on ice and it looks so good. 

Well, today, after breakfast, I had a break through.  Not in a good way though.  I was doing the dishes, puting the milk away, and saw the Mountain Dew in the fridge.  I wanted it!  I wanted to pour myself a glass and drink it.  It was 8:00 in the morning.  Whoa!  How did this happen.  Nate is in so much trouble.  Luckily, I held strong and didn't give in.  Right next to it was the carton of Dark Chocolate Almond Milk, which I really like, and I poured myself a bit of that instead.  It satisfied, for now.  I hope I can hold out and not start down the slippery road of DMD addiction. 
(I texted Nate and told him what had happened.  I know he is secretly hoping I will share in his addiction someday!)