The last 3 weekends, Travis has taken me out for a steak dinner. In our budget - NO. A MUST HAVE- YES! The only defense I have is that I CRAVE the steak. I love the steak. I want to eat steak for dinner every night. Getting it once a week is a compromise, because I want it so badly. More than anything, I crave the marinade and "blood" of it - yes, I know it's odd.
The thing I feel guilty about is that Travis has been so amazingly great about letting me indulge in this craving. We've driven to Asheville twice JUST to eat at Outback (shout out to Outback, your steak is amazing).
There is no justification for this behavior. I don't think that I'm always a spoiled person (or is that something that only a spoiled girl would say?). All I can say is this: I need it and my husband will give it to me. Fine - I love being a princess.