I have an addiction.

I freely admit it.

On a regular basis.

I know I should quit.

I’ve come close so very many times.

But always it calls me back.

Fountain pop.

Specifically, Dr. Pepper.

I get 1…2…sometimes 3 a day.

When I have will power, I can back off to one a day.

But stopping hasn’t happened…

I blame it on my old allergies.

And current allergies.

Being forced to drink juice and/or Kool-aid all the time every day for years even to the point of eating my rice krispies with orange juice in place of milk–well, it makes you pretty much hate any and all juice and never want to drink it.

And then you can’t drink milk because of an allergy (to the protein, no-I’m not lactose intolerant, thank you…it’s an allergy)…

Your options are slim.

And I’m  not a water girl.

(Although the husband is a water boy – even works for a water filtration/softener company)

So there is pop.

One day I will quit.

One day.

But not today.

~sips her pop as she hits publish~