treat [trēt] ‘An event or item that is out of the ordinary and gives great pleasure’

10 Jul

This week deserves the name “Week of Indulgence”. I have been spoiling myself to bits and have been loving every minute of it. From taking the bus that’s a bit more expensive but drops me off right outside my house, putting a few drops of caramel syrup into a coffee (and hence totally transforming the experience beyond recognition), browsing Amazon and buying something like 7 books (books are so cheap these days, how do authors make a living?), deciding that 5 sit-ups and 37 seconds of stretching would be enough exercise for the week, having cocktails on a school-night, getting a lovely raspberry-coloured dress (in the Sale, horrah!)  for an upcoming wedding, having a bacon and egg sandwich for breakfast Saturday AND Sunday, having my eyebrows threaded, making Lasagne for lunch (and may I say so myself, a devilish good one – considering it’s wheat free) to buying a piano. Yes, I have bought a digital piano and I CAN NOT WAIT for it to arrive tomorrow (fingers crossed). Thanks to a bit of friendly bullying from our mother, my brother and I were ‘treated’ to 6 years of piano lessons when we were younger and despite the most obvious lack of talent and having inherited my dad’s ‘cute little sausage fingers’ I am still not very good but I really really really enjoy settling into hours of Beethoven or Jesus Christ Superstar  – yes, I can play the whole musical and I don’t care what you think. The plan is that by this time next month I will be able to play and sing (you think I am joking) the last 2 Adele albums. I am not planning to go on tour. Maybe next year. I’ll make Beyonce my support act and we’re gonna have a fabulous Rock’n’Roll life. When we’re in New York, Jon Hamm will be in the audience and instantly fall in love with me. We will meet in person during a lavish party afterwards and he will propose there an then. I will drag him through a few fancy dates before finally saying ‘Yes’. Our kids will be adorable. We’re gonna dance and sing….It’s gonna be oh so swell.

What’s probably obvious from the above – apart from a healthy level of misguided confidence – is that I have a fondness of culinary treats and that I am ever so slightly materialistic. I know I could be slimmer, but you know what, I can see my feet when I look down and the regular pleasures I get from hot chocolate with cream will never compete with the satisfaction of fitting into a size 10 dress. Good food puts a smile on my face and I am convinced that that is more attractive than hipbones. If you think otherwise, please keep it to yourself.

Another slightly more random act of indulgence was doing a psychometric test. I was pretty blown away and somewhat speechless by the results as they were scarily true. I know some people think these tests are BS, but I am a bit of a sucker for stuff that tells me how I work and how brilliant I am. According to this test, I fall into the rarest of all categories (only 1% fall into it) so I am officially special. But unfortunately, according to this test, I am also in the wrong job and I should instead be/do one of the following:

  • Clergy / Religious Work
  • Teacher
  • Medical Doctor / Dentist
  • Alternative Health Care Practitioner, i.e. Chiropractor, Reflexologist
  • Psychologist
  • Psychiatrist
  • Counselor and Social Worker
  • Musician and Artist
  • Photographer
  • Child Care / Early Childhood Development

Yeah right. (Musician, I knew it!)

I guess the point I am making is that treats are a good thing. They come in all shapes and forms and mean different things to different people. They are instant mood-lifters and there is absolutely no reason why treating yourself should not feature on a regular basis – a weekly hot bath does wonders to your skin and soul. And treating others is equally important of course. My mum is an expert in sending me little parcels when I least expect them (the most recent containing a cooking recipe, throat lozenges, a body moisturiser and black sewing thread) and I get great enjoyment out of planning little surprises for friends or buying random little gifts.

Treats are good. Have treats. Give treats. Amen (maybe I should be a priest after all….)

The living proof – My dad’s sausage fingers 🙂

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5 Responses to “treat [trēt] ‘An event or item that is out of the ordinary and gives great pleasure’”

  1. Rebecca Morrill July 11, 2011 at 3:56 pm #

    Was it the Myers Briggs test? And does that make you a INFP?

  2. Lynds Anderson August 10, 2011 at 6:56 am #

    Fabs – I’m just catching up on a backlog of your blogs and this one made me laugh out loud on the train which is apparently not the done thing! Marvellous x

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