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by Nathaniel Philbrick

March 16, 2009

Guilty Pleasures

Wikipedia defines a guilty pleasure as follows:

A guilty pleasure is known as something one considers pleasurable despite feeling guilt for enjoying it. Often, the "guilt" involved is simply fear of others discovering one's lowbrow or otherwise embarrassing tastes, rather than actual moral guilt. Fashion, music, and food can be examples of guilty pleasures.

As I was eating saltine crackers crushed into a cup (yes, it has to be a cup) and covered with cold milk, I thought it was time to reveal some guilty pleasures that I enjoy. I wonder if my mother used to give us crackers and cold milk. There is something about the combination of the crunchy, salty crackers and the ice cold milk that is so satisfying to me, even though it is a cup of carbs. I was embarrassed to discover that many of my guilty pleasures have to do with food. No wonder I struggle with weight.

Watching Jon and Kate Plus Eight. It is rather like watching a train wreck and I keep thinking that Kate is heading for trouble if she continues to belittle Jon as she does and they really need to get Maddy in line Ė her behavior is atrocious, and please stop the children from hitting and yelling and fighting and please let them get dirty and play like real kids. Of course, I am sure that I could manage eight kids so much better. Not!

Staying in my robe until noon or later. I know that I get the sleeves damp when I do dishes and it is slovenly, but I like it. I guess it feels as though I donít have to put a face on and go somewhere and do something.

Reading a book when other things need to be done. I have always been a reader and I used to tuck the rug in front of my bedroom door so that my mother didnít know that I was reading when I should have been sleeping. I didnít think about the fact that the light from my windows could be seen from their windows.

Reading the paper and doing the Sudoku and the crossword puzzle before anyone is up, while drinking a cup of coffee Ė with cream and sweetener. There is something about the paper before anyone has messed it up and the house is wonderfully quiet so early in the morning and there is something satisfying about that first cup of coffee.

French Fries with ketchup or Grilled Cheese sandwiches with ketchup or cottage cheese with ketchup (I know Ė it sounds gross). I love to eat - especially fat laden, unhealthy stuff.

Oh, there are so many more but these are enough for this time. I am probably too embarrassed to list any more. I donít know that M has any guilty pleasures. He is very disciplined and does what he should do most of the time. Sigh. It is hard to live with Mr. Perfect. I think I will go and eat something unhealthy but satisfying.

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