Do you notice when people use the word pleasure, it's almost always accompanied by the word guilty? Well, on this peaceful Tuesday, I offer you a few of my guilty and not guilty at all pleasures, in no particular order. Feel free to add yours -- Stand-In Grouchie is the picture of the day -- Baby Grouchie is on a break, but he will be back!
Driving at night alone listening to jazz -- I don't know why, but jazz always sounds better at night in a car. Miles Davis, you are the ruler of this lonely place.
My stories (as the women used to say in my childhood) -- Showtime and HBO, I am so indebted to you.
Actually reading the articles in Playboy. Love the Playboy Advisor. It's my version of Dear Abby. In a very different universe, far far from the sun.
Chopping on ice. Although I have now learned this is a form of Pica and indicates an iron deficiency. I still like it. (Dentists, please skip this one.)
Champagne. Not very guilty at all about this one. To quote the great Bette Davis, sometimes there's nothing else that works in a woman's life but a glass of champagne.
Watching reality tv at the gym. Hey, I'm doing one virtous thing by working out, so it balances out, right? Umm, maybe.
Michelle's Spell of the Day
"Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle." Plato
Cocktail Hour
Movie suggestion: Very much looking forward to the new Raymond Carver short story movie, Everything Must Go.
Benedictions and Maledictions
Happy Tuesday!
8 comments:
My significant-nightmare's latest guilty pleasure (one of many) was to deactivate my credit cards.
I'm all for those late night drives, accompanied by the Cowboy Junkies.
I'll be teaching Raymond Carver's two greatest stories, "The Third Thing That Killed My Father Off" and "Cathedral" in Detroit next week. Naturalism and Realism. What a combination!!--Herman Northrop Frye
Michelle,
Driving at night is great in and of itself, but Jazz along with it is good sometimes...though I'm more often than not listening to Metal. :)
Have a great week, Darlin'!
*shrug* Can't really think of much at the moment. I woke up breathing whether that is a pleasure or not I'll leave it to others to decide. For if it had been otherwise I would not be aware of anything different.
I can safely say that I don't feel guilty about any of these, since I don't do them. :) Some day I will reveal some of my own.
I just have to say Nice Blog... Garden of Life
Driving on a summer night, windows down, listening to jazz (and perhaps chopping on the left-over ice from a drink) is pleasurable! Even today, I can remember such a drive from my past, driving from the coast to my home in Western NC, and listening to the jazz public radio station out of Charlotte as I drove well into the early morning hours...
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