Pintrest-diction

I HAVE IT BAD.  For Pintrest that is.  Well, and Diet Dr.Pepper... Always Diet Dr. Pepper- (which you can read about here) .   And Pintrest is the reason I have been a horrible blogger the last year.  Okay, not entirely, but between the hours of 8-10pm, I am more often than not on Pintrest!  In fact a co-worker of mine recently stated that whenever I describe something crafty that I've done or seen, the comment "I found it on Pintrest" is soon to follow!  If I ever win the lottery and no longer have to work, I could continue having a full time "job" just in doing Pintrest-y things that I have found.  Pintrest inspires me to be a full fledged do-it-yourself, healthy, happy person.  I swear I am going to start all of that next week!

So, with the upcoming nuptials of one of my dearest friends in the whole wide world, I have been inspired to be craftier than normal.  I LOVE weddings.  And wedding planning.  And anything wedding related.  I am super stoked to be in the wedding party and even more stoked that it is a Halloween wedding (with a costume reception, I might add).

My Pintrest-diction has proven quite useful the last few weeks, if I don't say so myself.  Below are my latest!  Enjoy!

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Might as well face it, I'm addicted to........

Yes, it's true, I am an addict. I have been for quite some time, but there's a new addiction to add to my list along with purses, shoes and of course smoking. I know I'm weak but I just can't help it. I. Have. To. Have. It. Every day. My afternoon at work just isn't the same without it.

My name is Nikki... and I'm addicted to... Diet Dr. Pepper.

I know most of you are probably shocked because I am not a soda drinker. And if I do drink a soda it certainly doesn't have caffeine in it. Well I am and it does! And yes, I do suffer from the dreaded heartburn after drinking just one of these little babies. But I have to have it!
I haven't hit rock bottom with my addiction yet- I refuse to buy it for the house. That's all I would need. I'd be all hopped up on caffeine, groaning in heartburn pain, organizing and re-organizing everything, eyes bugging out of my head.

I won't let it break me. I will not bring this stuff into my home. I will not be out in some dark alley grocery store in the middle of the night looking for my next fix. I can handle this- I will get through. Pray for me...