my SSB confession

I've recently become addicted to Sex and the City. I had never watched it before until a friend of mine couldn't stop talking about the upcoming movie; now she's got me hooked! I even picked out a pair of Manolo Blahniks last week, seriously, and was about to pay for them when I thought, "WHAT AM I DOING?! I could feed a family of four for a month instead of buying these shoes!!!" Ben, why in the world would you let me (almost) do such a thing?!

Anyway, there's this one episode: The Good Fight, where Carrie talks about SSB, or Secret Single Behavior. On Monday nights, when Ben is in class, I go into SSB mode all the way, hehehe... I jam out to old trashy music, like Montell Jordan and Salt N Peppa, and try on every piece of clothing I own, especially the ones that still have the tags on them but I just haven't been able to coordinate with anything I have, and I try crazy hair and makeup stuff. I used to do this ALL THE TIME before I got married, but now it's just weird to do it when Ben is around.

So there it is... my secret (not-so-)single behavior confession. What's yours?



Currently reading: Playing With Boys by Alisa Valdes-Rodriguez
--Thanks for the book, Mindy! And WELCOME BACK, I missed you!