This post was born from a tweet of mine regarding New Year’s Eve. In short, I’m not ashamed to admit I’m always torn between going to church and going out to celebrate. FYI: I opted to go out only. I’d feel guilty leaving service early to go to a party. I guess that’s a debate for another time. Anyway, here are a few other things I’m not ashamed to do.
1. Get highly
pissed aggravated when I realize Chick-fil-A isn’t open on Sundays. Why do I only crave Chick-fil-A breakfast on Sunday mornings? It’s conveniently located right by the interstate, but I only think about it then. I can’t knock founder, Truett Cathy, for keeping his company closed to “rest” on the Sabbath. In fact, I commend him, as I always hated working on Sundays. I guess the cliché is true. “You always want what you can’t have.”
2. Redeem my Victoria’s Secret cards for a free panty with no intention of buying anything else. I am a firm believer that a woman can never, ever have enough bras and panties. With so many styles to choose from, it’s only right that I try things out to find what works for me. I think that’s the point. Effective marketing. Right?
3. Stock up on all kinds of sweets, chocolate and junk food only when it’s that” time of the month.” Not too long ago, I felt a hint of shame as I rolled my shopping cart up to the check-out counter at the grocery store. What was in my cart? Ben & Jerry’s, Oreos, a bag of chips, a box of brownies…and a movie-size box of Chewy Lemonheads. The cashier gave me that look like, “You, too, huh?” I guess game recognizes game. Oh, and if you think me mentioning that “time of the month,” is inappropriate, grow up. It’s how we all got here (or maybe the lack, thereof)
4. Reading an entire magazine in the checkout line or a few chapters of a book in the bookstore with no intention of buying it. So what? Why else would they put tables, chairs and sofas in Barnes and Noble? In the words of Smokey, “Take advantage, man. Take advantage.”
5. Act a fool in the car when my song comes on–even if it’s at the light. Laugh if you want, but when I’m in my car, it is my stage. Depending on what song it is, I could be seen Prepping, bobbing my head a la’ Notorious B.I.G., perfecting my Michael Jackson neck swivel or even crying. Music just does that to me, and I can’t control it. Sometimes I get outright stares; other times, laughs. And there are some occasions when I look over to see the person in the next lane going harder than me! Hilarious. There’s no telling what the man riding next me on 240 was thinking today. Erykah Badu was on, so I wasn’t responsible for my behavior.
5. Order a kid’s meal–for me. Yeah, I don’t have kids, but that doesn’t mean I won’t order meal every now and then. It’s cost efficient and sometimes you get just as much as a regular meal. It’s all about portion control, you know.