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A certain brand of baskets has not so recently become the obsession of my mother and my sisters. They seek to purchase these ridiculously overpriced baskets so that they may collect the complete set. Collect these baskets is not as simple as buying a basket, but in order to be a good collector you need to buy the liner, a protector to protect the liner and basket even though you won't be using the basket, most of the baskets also have a lid that matches and a tie-on so that the package will be complete. It is not enough to have a very expensive package, but she must now excessorize the room in which the basket will sit with matching wall borders and throw pillows and lamps made from the pottery that is also manufactured by the company. These baskets cannot be purchased in any store but must be purchased through a party in which the cult members all get together and decide how they are going to empty their husbands' pockets at this party. The parties are not enough though to be a true member. A true member is one who has made a pilgrimage to the small town of Dresden, Ohio, where these baskets are manufactured. Soon one visit is not enough, but she must return and spend even more money. Eventually, she winds up returning to the town at least four times a year. The buying will never stop. The company seems to put some sort of addictive substance in the stain that is put on the baskets. These poor souls are forced by their addiction to buy even more baskets so that they can have that "new basket" smell. I have given you the warning signs to look for in members of this cult. They will usually deny that they have a problem, but you must fight them and prevent them from purchasing any more baskets. Husbands, save your wallets from certain consumption. If you see these sings in yourself then seek help immediately from a trained professional. Part of the dogma for this group is that they have a list their ten commandments:
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