An Unhealthy Obsession

I recently rediscovered country music. This obsession has turned into a lifestyle for me which I find highly disturbing. Before getting ready for work I must eat my cereal watching CMT as Keith Urban sings "Memories of Us" to me. The tv stays on this channel at a higher volume while I continue to get ready for work.

If I'm in the middle of a call at work and "my song" comes on the radio, I find a way to get off the phone so I won't miss it. If I am merely working on something, I have to put my pen down or stop typing so I won't ruin it. I beg my officemate to let me sing the newest Rascal Flatts song to her.

Just recently my roommate brought home a cowboy hat for me, and I actually wore it out (see below). All of my car stations are tuned in to country. I compare every man to Keith, and now sign my emails Jill Urban.

I could go on for hours, but this would only show how unhealthy my obsession is. Does anyone have an obsession of this nature? Please share -- I need to feel sane again...

Spanky's?

Should I even admit that we went to Spanky's this weekend? We were feeling high class, so we thought it would be appropriate. And of course, what else would you have for dessert after a night of lemon drops & beer other than South Kumfort? (location, location, location)

That's Ben and Lola at Spanky's -- isn't Ben cute? He's feeling a bit left out since he was the DD. Obviously, Chris, aka Happy Hands, wasn't our chauffeur for the night. He partied a little too hard and decided it was just too much to stand while taking a smoke break. When we found him, his cigarette was still lit in his hand...