'Zine Whore

I read a lot of magazines. And for some reason, I find that particularly shameful. Maybe it's because I feel I may be single-handedly responsible for the destruction of the rain forests due to the amount of paper that comes into my home on a monthly basis. Or maybe it's because these magazines aren't exactly 'highbrow' or enriching my intellect in any way.

I 'read':
Martha Stewart Living
Real Simple
Everyday Food
Cooking Light
Vegetarian Times (I love this magazine. Though I'm not fully veg. I've been a subscriber for well over a decade.)
W (a big-ass fashion magazine that has no pertinence to my life and is pure eye-candy)
Vanity Fair (surprisingly in-depth)
Lucky (I won't be renewing my subscription. I'm not exactly their demographic.)
Parents
Parenting
Family Fun
Family Circle
House Beautiful
Ladies' Home Journal
Natural Health
Good Housekeeping
U.S. News & World Report (I don't know why we get this magazine. I think Frank subscribed to it when a kid came door-to-door. We're both suckers for kids hawking wares.)
Women's Health
Body + Soul
People

See? That's a shit load of magazines, right? My house could be a newsstand, for crying out loud. But they do feed my reading obsession when my attention is easily diverted by my children. I love looking at the thick stack of magazines on my kitchen table. It's comforting being surrounded by all that glossy paper. They are mini mental vacations just waiting for me. I can sit down with a cup of tea and read for a bit while the kids play in the next room. I enjoy that little bit of mental solace a lot, introvert that I am. It's bliss.

Maybe I'd feel better if I subscribed to Mother Jones or some literary journal.