Guten Tag!

So it has been on the table now for a couple of weeks that Mr. M's job might end up taking us over seas for a few months.

Germany for three months. Sounds great until you think of what you don't know. Like speaking and reading German.

I have lived in a non-english speaking
country before but everyone there was eager to speak english with you. Television was just subtitled to their language rather than dubbed.


I love the idea of going away with my family. The chance to travel with Noah makes me excited. This could be fun. He might even pick up some german of his own. I could swim in vats of german mustard and beer. Joking of course.

"Hi my name is Penny and I am addicted to Splenda."

Secretly everytime I hit up a breakfast joint or one of those major chain
coffee places for my fix I find myself standing in front of the cream and sugars. I have a problem, I pilfer Splenda.

I admit that I love this stuff. Maybe it's the cute yellow packaging or the way it flavours whatever I want sweetened but it's a secret addiction of mine. I have to stop. This morning I went for my splenda box. (A box I purchased over a year ago mind you) It was brimming full of paper gold delight. A sence of calm washes over me. You see I get strangely worried if my supply gets low.

Perhaps if I felt guilt while cramming several packets in my pocket things might be different. I might go to the local SafeWay and buy my own supply. I just can't seem to do it. I mean why have it out like some sort of all you can eat sweetener buffet? Why not ration it out?

The saddest part is, I know I am not the only one. I see you there too, shifty eyes yes I saw what you did. Maybe I should take comfort in this. Or lock up my secret stash.