I am addicted to the Worst Cooks in America. There I said it. The first step is admitting you have a problem, right? I should be giving this blog my full attention. I should be spending quality time writing this evening. Instead, I am glued to my television waiting to see what bizarre concoctions the remaining “cooks” will come up with and who will be sent home this week. It’s true, television is trumping writing tonight. They have to fillet and cook an entire fish. And one of them sliced open his hand with his knife. How can I possibly focus on writing with all of this excitement? The answer is: I can’t. Tomorrow is a new day, a new day to refocus on my writing and this blog.