And no, I don't mean the illegal drug, hit rock bottom, ruin your life kind of addictions. I'm talking about the I've discovered these mini cupcakes that are amazing and relatively good on the grand scale of things until you eat the entire dozen kind of addiction. Or the I bought yet another pair of shoes online today because I was bored and they were so pretty addiction. Yeah, the kind that won't ruin your life...but you can't seem to build up the willpower to resist.
I'm telling you, these cupcakes are awesome (and so are the shoes). They're two bites so they're small. The icing on top is perfect - not too sweet, not too bland, not too grainy. They taste like heaven and because they're so small you don't feel guilty after you eat one. However, I'm here to attest that you do feel guilty after you eat ten. I start with two (because I know I can't just have one). And then five minutes later find myself back in the kitchen. I have no idea how I got there. Or what I came for. But, hey look, there are those cupcakes. A couple more can't hurt.
They're small and that's how they get ya. (They're also available in the bakery section at Publix for anyone who wants to join my addiction).
So, I'm going to go first. Hi. My name is Kira, and I'm a mini cupcake addict. (We won't mention the shoes). They say the first step is to admit you have a problem. Although, I think my real problem is going to be step two which I'm assuming is giving up the object of your addiction. In fact, while everyone else shares their own addictions, I'm going to the kitchen for another cupcake. I promise I'll be right back.