It's Okay:
To feed your family dinner from a box every once in a while.
To not care that Chaz Bono is on Dancing With the Stars.
To think that the Missoni line from Target looks like crocheted afghans from the 70's. Ugly.
To let your kids watch SpongeBob and eat PopTarts. They will survive.
To be a TV Junkie. There are worse things to be addicted to. (Why hello Glee, The New Girl, Millionaire Matchmaker, Judging Amy reruns and every other delicious morsel of television goodness taking up space on my DVR.)
What's okay with you?