Vices

Let's be honest, we all have a vice, a guilty pleasure that we know is wrong & yet we continue to indulge in because we enjoy it so. Whether it be drinking, or smoking (or drinking & smoking) these vices, be they big or small, are what get us through our every day lives.

These vices need not be immoral or evil, as the dictionary suggests, nor a particular form of depravity or even a bad habit. Well, maybe a bad habit...

Take my husband for instance. Now he's no angel (wouldn't have married him if he were) but his two main vices (& I'm being 100% honest here) are those British cooking shows they show on the Food Channel and his beloved Playstation 3. Gone are the nights of pacing the floor wondering what state he'll be in when he gets home as I know he's downstairs in a comatose state in front of the telly.

My vice is even more simplistic. Not the dreaded drink for me (though I do enjoy the occasional tipple - OK, more than occasional) instead my vice is reality television. Love it. Especially the American ones - Survivor, The Amazing Race, America's Next Top Model, The Hills; I cannot get enough of them. At the moment I'm savouring the current season of So You Think You Can Dance which hasn't even hit our shores yet. I'm also enjoying Shipwrecked, a UK reality show where a group of young Brits are stranded on an island (or in this case, three islands) with little rations or luxuries. Not as hard going as Survivor (the Americans make the best reality shows by far) but most enjoyable indeed.

Most evenings find me snug in my PJ's on the couch with a low fat snack (yeah right, who am I kidding), a glass of water (uh huh) & hour upon hour of reality bliss.

Thank goodness I'm a hospitality widow or I'd have to be done with my vice & that wouldn't do at all!