True (and embarrassing) Confessions.

Quite some time ago, one of my coworkers brought in the first season of The O.C. and handed it to me.

I told her I wouldn't watch it.

She told me to just watch the first three episodes.  I refused.

Somehow, it ended up at home.

It sat there.  For months.

Earlier this week, I started a new sewing project.  When I sew or craft, I like to have something on in the background.  I felt like I'd watched everything in the house a gazillion times, so... long story long, IamnowaddictedtoTheO.C.andI'malittlehorrifiedwithmyself.

However, Josh is just as (if not more) addicted, which makes me feel a little better.