This day would have to come eventually. A day where one of my deepest, darkest secrets would be revealed in just a few paragraphs in a widely-read newspaper. Yes, that is I proudly admitting to The Washington Post today that I sometimes shop at Target four times a week. (There have been days where I stop by twice.) But it's good to know that I am not alone, and that others love Ruby Tuesdays -- salad bar and all -- as much as The Heights Life does.