The following is a sponsored post, but opinions are my own.
I love my Diet Coke!
As a wife and mother, I find myself sharing constantly.
What used to be only “Andrea’s” has quickly become “the whole family’s”.
I’m okay with that. Being a mother is the happiest role I have taken on and I’m grateful to be able to share ALL of me with those I love.
Well, almost ALL of me.
There are certain, sacred items which I won’t share with THEM.
Even though he tried….multiple times. Good thing my name was on that precious bottle.
Number one being, my Diet Coke.
People, it’s MY Diet Coke.
I tell you, there is nothing more gratifying than a Diet Coke at the end of a long day of work (or, who am I kidding? At 8 AM).
Baby work. Kid work. House work. Job work.
Whatever kind of work. Every occasion deems worthy of a DC.
Something about that bubbly, cold drink makes me a happier woman. I love it straight from the bottle or the can.
Sometimes I get real wild and add a little lime juice or coconut syrup.
Sometimes I sip it like a lady and sometimes I chug it without taking a breath.
Sometimes, I drink it at the dinner table publicly.
And sometimes, around 6pm, when Dad gets home, I hide in my closet and partake.
No woman (nor man) should ever have to share their Diet Coke. Sure, it’s super sweet and thoughtful when you do, but sometimes, I need something just for ME.
That’s why, when I’ve seen all these Diet Cokes with OTHER peoples’ names on them, I’ve struggled.
Who ARE all these people?
Even if they ARE some of my closest friends, do I really need to SHARE?
I just feel they should all have MY name on them.
Is that really too much to ask?
Am I being a little greedy?
(Nay. Nay, I say!)
So, being the innovative mother, wife, crafter and woman that I am, I took matters into my own hands and do what any sane woman would do.
I made those Diet Cokes mine.
Forget Samantha, Timothy, and Jasmine.
My first thought was WASHI.
Washi tape to the rescue once again.
If I could, I’d washi my countertops (which are green and from the 70’s, but that’s a story for another day…).
A quick piece of Washi and a permanent marker later, I own that bottle.
Too bad for you Samantha!
Or, if that doesn’t work for you, I’m a big fan of chalkboard stickers.
Write your name with a chalkboard marker (Um. Might I suggest a permanent chalk marker? Just so there’s no question) on it and stick that baby where it belongs.
Add everybody’s favorite baker’s twine or ribbon and let the world know it’s YOUR Diet Coke!
I did consider blinging my bottle out with rhinestones and glitter, but I figured that might be a little over the top for me. If that’s your thing though, go for it, sister! I’ll send over the Bedazzler.
(If you’re really into details, or throwing a summer party, you could even fancy up your individual bottles with your friends’ names on them.
You know, if you’re into sharing like that.
Sometimes, I just have to make things REALLY obvious. I’m hoping this will eliminate any confusion in the future.
For example, when I was at a family vacation last weekend. My Diet Coke mysteriously walked out of the cooler. If it had had my name on it, we could have eliminated some MAJOR tension at the subsequent family water balloon fight.
Save your family, people. Make Diet Coke yours.
One very special reader will win a Diet Coke Prize Pack, of which they are NOT required to share. This includes a Diet Coke® Share A Coke bottle featuring the winner’s name!
All you have to do is leave a comment on this post telling us what name would be on YOUR bottle of Diet Coke!
For a BONUS entry, take a picture of YOU making a bottle “yours” and use the hashtag #ItsMyDietCoke!
If you’d like, tag @howdoesshe!
We can’t wait to see what you come up with!
This is a sponsored post, but opinions are my own.
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