You made me love you!

You made me love you

I didn't want to do it, I didn't want to do it
You made me love you
and all the time you knew it
I guess you always knew it.
You made me happy sometimes, you made me glad
But there were times, Dear, you made me feel so bad
You made me sigh for, I didn't want to tell you
I didn't want to tell you

I love color, especially the pink and apple green together. As I stood and lusted over these cups, I said to a woman, "Isn't that beautiful?" She smiled. "That's to make us want them." Of course, she was right. She did not reveal anything new. But, both of us were aware of why these cups were in such luscious colors.

Immediately, I thought of the song. "You Made me Love You." Hefty made me love these cups. I was this ( ) far from buying all four colors! They did make me happy; they did make me glad. Yes, I was sighing for them.

Dear you make me feel so bad for several reasons:
*I try to avoid buying disposable anything
*I rarely need a disposable cup
*Disposable cups fill my cabinets
*Disposable cups are plastic
*Landfills don't need more disposable plastic cups
*Fossil fuel is used to make the disposable cups
*The cups cost more money than I am willing to spend
*Actually, I don't have that kind of money to waste
*Some people are actually buying these cups, because there were few pink and green left when I returned later
*Manufacturers spent lots of money to determine just the right shade of each color
*Manufacturing and consumer purchase money could have gone to a better cause
*Hefty is luring me with my biggest temptation--color
*These are so frivolous
*Other people are buying with money they probably should not spend
*All the time you knew it

Time and again
In the past week I have revisited this display because it is soooo pretty. It makes me glad. I sigh for the purchase I will not make. Finally, I took a picture to save and look at. Silly? Perhaps.

I guess you always knew it
Sure, Hefty knows me and my kind, the clan who will be flipped over the buying cliff by color. Why, just look at Easter displays.

I didn't want to tell you
This has been on my mind for a week. Not once have I decided I would purchase these cups. But, I have been close to the fire. I think I was singed as the edges of my bangs swooped too close. At least my eyebrows and eyelashes were not singed off like when the grill exploded. 

I do have the pink tinge of guilt on my hands and cannot wash it out. My black eyes flash green momentarily. My mood can be blue over this. My face turns sallow when the yellow reflects off my makeupless face.

It is pitiful here right now, raining in my house. Finding color on a gray day is difficult. Thankfully, I have no money. Settling for just the pink and green would satisfy me.

How does this strike you?

This shelf of cups does nothing for me. Okay, these would never tempt me. Thankfully, we have color. But, this does nothing for me!

Your turn
Is color ever the tipping point, the point where you will purchase or want to purchase something frivolous? Something harmful to the environment? I think I met my match--color on the shelf.