The first step in addiction recovery is admitting you have a problem.
Well...
I have a problem.
My sister-in-law popped my Sprinkles cherry a few weeks ago and I can't get enough. How do I know I have a problem?
Exhibit A:
I went three days in a row this week...without even realizing it until the lady taking my order asked, "Are you the the girl with the cute jellies I saw a few days ago? I recognized your bangs."
Exhibit B:
My husband just caught me job hunting on the Sprinkles' website. He wasn't too happy.
I have since vowed to avoid Sprinkles until I get back from my San Diego trip in two weeks. I think I can make it. But if I can't...
don't be mad, promise?
