I admit it. This is a hard post for me to write. Oh, not because I’m averse to naughty — even titillating — behavior (seriously, you can’t have been paying attention this year if you think that’s a possibility), but rather because I don’t feel guilty about it.
To feel guilty about something, you have to, on some level, think of it as wrong. I just don’t happen to think a little self-indulgence is wrong. Quite the opposite, in fact. I think it’s good for the creative soul. It’s liberating not to be so buttoned down all the time. It’s also a kind of safety valve — letting off some steam can help prevent a big ol’ explosion.
So how about I just give you a list of my self-indulgences instead? My Non-Guilty Pleasures, if you will.
Here they are, in no particular order:
Eating Nutella by the spoonful, straight from the jar:
Ozzie rolls from Sweetwater Tavern:
And, lest you think it’s all about food, I’ve also been know to indulge in the *cough* occasional adult beverage:
(Image source: this one’s totally mine.)
And, of course, my favorite self-indulgence, trashy books. Maybe I’d feel guiltier if I read them this way:
And here are a few suggestions my Twitter pals offered up when I asked for their guilty pleasures …
Taking a hot bath with the window open, while it’s snowing:
Not a bad collection of self-indulgences at all, if I do say so myself. Even if I don’t feel guilty about any of them.
(Yes, I left out the half-naked men. Sorry. TG wouldn’t cooperate.)
How about you? Do you have any guilty — or non-guilty — pleasures? I’m always looking to expand my list.
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