I'm taking a big risk today in my blog...indeed, the subject that I'm choosing to write about will probably cost me a few readers...
...however, I feel that honesty is the best policy, and I don't feel like I've been honest with you.
So...(taking deep breaths)...
I have a confession.
I am addicted to "The Jersey Shore."
Do you all hate me now?
It's okay. I would totally understand if you do.
Admitting that I love "The Jersey Shore" is pretty much admitting that I love train wrecks...
...that I have no culture or class...(which I don't, I guess)...
...so if you hate me now, I totally get that.
Even my Hubby hates the fact that I love "The Jersey Shore."
To say he hates the show is an understatement. Really.
What can I say in my defense?
It was all oh-so-innocent to begin with...but isn't that how tawdry love affairs usually begin?
I started watching Snookie and friends just so I could see what all of the hype was about...
And before I knew it, I was SUCKED in to the Guido world of GTL (Gym, Tan, Laundry) and the Boardwalk and Karma and Juiceheads and Grenades and Teeeeeeeeeee-shirt time....
It was innocent, I tell you!
Maybe watching the somewhat sad and pathetic lives of the Jersey Shore cast...
...makes me feel just that much better about my own life.
Hey...that sounds like a good excuse, so that's what I'm sticking to.
So...now you know.
Now that you know the sad, pathetic truth about me...I hope you come back to my blog.