Guilty Pleasures?

We all have them - those things we love despite (or maybe because of) the fact that others might find them silly or foolish or a waste of time. I'm talking about guilty pleasures of the benign variety. 

My personal weakness? A night at the movies! Forget Calgon - nothing takes me away like sitting in a darkened theater, eating popcorn and candy for dinner, and becoming engrossed in someone else's story for a few hours. I'll see just about anything - I'm not a fan of horror films and supernatural scare fests, but anything else is fair game. I enjoy art films and high-brow dramas, but I've paid full price for a Jean Claude Van Damme film, too. When I lived in NYC for a summer with no air conditioning, I even went to see Flipper in a blissfully cool theater - and I was in my 20s! 

I love to go to the movies with friends, but I also love going alone - no one's there to judge my choice of movie or the fact that I've deemed Sour Patch Kids a suitable main course! And when I'm feeling a little too stressed out it's nice to just jump in the car and go, regardless of whether anyone else is free.  I'm very fortunate to have a husband who understands me and who indulges my hobby, especially since it means he has to deal with the kids on his own for the night - he might laugh when I tell him I just had to get away to watch Thor on the big screen, but he gets it. 

Now that I think about it, I don't know why we call these things we like to do "guilty pleasures."  We like what we like - and there's no reason at all to feel guilty about it!

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