Tuesday, February 05, 2008


Hi. My name is Stacy, and I'm addicted to Coke.

This is where everyone is supposed to chant back, "Hello Stacy," in a mundane voice.

Specifically, I'm addicted to Coca-Cola Classic, the wonderful, carbonated beverage that is so glorious. I don't know why I'm so obsessed with being addicted to this drink. Honestly, I usually allow myself no more than 1 per day and on some days, I don't have any. But the real problem is that I'm addicted to Coke from McDonalds. It's so fizzy and carbonated and the ice is just the right kind of meltiness. It's sad that I'll drive out of my way and pay $1.50 just for a few sips of this beverage.

I don't know why I care so much. After all, this is my one bad habit. I rarely drink alcohol, I eat pretty good and I've never puffed a cigarette in my life. Having a coke addition really isn't so bad, considering all the things you COULD be addicted to. But it still bugs me. Before I had kids, I had pretty much given up coke altogether. It was this crazy thing I did in high school because my friend Tina did it. It wasn't that hard and I never craved it. But then I became pregnant, and I was suddenly craving Coke, one of the very beverages they recommend you DO NOT drink when you're pregnant because of the caffeine.

I only drink coke at night and I almost always brush my teeth afterward because I don't like that sugary feeling on them. And I refuse to switch to diet because really, it's not like that's a healthier option. It just has 0 calories.

So I continue my battle with Coke, reveling in its yumminess, while being bitter that I'm so attached. Stupid, silly, little thing. Do you think they have a support group for people like me?

On a completely separate note, last night I went in to check on Anna. It was about 9, and I always like to kiss her sleeping head at night. Well, I pulled back the covers and there my little girl was, butt naked and sleeping away. (Oh yeah, it was butt naked. Naked alone does not do this image justice. This little gal was butt naked.) She had completely stripped off her pajamas (footed and with a zipper) and then took off her diaper. Rest assured, we got her little tushie covered before we went to bed ourselves.


shopaholicbabie said...

i have to admit because you were so strong enough to do it....i'm addicted to coffee!! oh yeah, and it's all your fault! just a little sidenote!!!!

Amber said...

I'm on the Cherry Coke Zero and Diet Dr. Pepper treatment program. I didn't have either for one day, and I swear to you, I got a little bit crazy.

I am impressed with Anna. Maybe this should get me worried, but Max still gets his arm stuck when he tries to take his shirt off.