Last Friday, daughter and I were out shopping, and I picked up these (yes, all of them in one day... Hey! Don't judge me! I'm sure you have your "thing"....)
I don't know what it is with me and magazines.... I feel kind of like a moth drawn to the flame... I try to look away... I do, I really do.... but somehow, the pretty pictures capture me every time... and then I start to imagine cozy evenings by the fire glow of the television screen.... just me and my glossy little friends curled up together enjoying one another's company....
I know they can get a little expensive, but at least they're not fattening or illegal, so why not indulge? (Look, Robin, I even bought the ridiculously expensive Gooseberry Patch Christmas edition!)
What's funny is that when I bought them, I knew I'd have to show them to you and make my "confession," and then, lo and behold, while visiting over at Blackbird Designs blog, Alma admitted to the same obsession.
12 Step Meeting, anyone?
And speaking of "habits," (but this is a good one), block 2 for Settler's Pride showed up in the mailbox yesterday, so I'd better get to it (I know myself: if I don't start it very soon, it will get pushed to the bottom of the pile, possibly never to see the light of day again, and that would be sad....)