Spaghettios are the reason I survived my first year of college. I lived in a dorm room with three other ladies, and I had one bowl and one spoon to my name. I ate Spaghettios for breakfast, lunch, dinner and an occasional snack. I am going to blame it on the fact that my mother hardly ever bought them for me as a child, plus they are cheap and oh so good. It would not be so bad if I had stopped eating them after I moved out of the dorm, but no I continued to eat them just about every day or the next 5 years. One day I left my bowl (don’t worry, I had saved up and bought a new bowl by then) in some water in the sink. When I returned home our entire sink was dyed orange. I then realized that is what the inside of my stomach looks like! I immediately swore off Spaghettios cold turkey, and I am not going to lie, it was been hard. When I see them in the grocery store my mouth starts to water. Ian has had to talk me out of the canned food aisle countless times.

Just a couple months ago I thought it would be harmless to have some Raviolis. I mean, they are not Spaghettios, right? Completely different! I was totally fine! Then a couple weeks ago my sister got a can of Spaghettios in the mail. She brought it over to me (because she is an enabler) because she knew I liked them. I texted Ian and told him, and I guess he was feeling a little bad for his pregnant wife because he told me I might as well eat them. I am not proud of what happens next. Lets just say my stomach is not in fine shape and there is a mysterious orange ring in my kitchen sink. Now, I do not have many vices. I am not a party-er, I do not drink or smoke and have never taken any illicit drugs. (Don’t I sound fun to hang out with?) But I am addicted to Spaghettios. I wake up in the morning counting the hours until it is late enough to be considered lunch time. When I run out of cans, I crave more. Is there a 12 step program for this? Should I call Cambell’s? I keep telling myself that I can quit when I want to, I did it once and I can do it again.

I just don’t want to yet.