Treats:- Items that give great pleasure.
The trouble with letting some people loose in warehouse type shopping venues is that they take leave of their senses.
I’m not talking about anyone in particular…..ahem….. but a certain person feels that because he is presented with and then eats proper meals most of the time he is also entitled to let his hair down some of the time. That’s great in theory but can be hard in practice because his some of the time often morphs into a lot of the time. He’d happily live on sausage, bacon, eggs, & beans with fried bread on the side or sausage mash and beans or even beans on toast if someone ( that’d be me) wasn’t around to remind him of ‘Dr’s orders’ Losing weight plus lowering cholesterol levels don’t come that easily.
I’m not always a miserable grouch providing him with ‘healthy’ food – I also like the occasional comfort food meal as well as sweet (or even savoury) treats myself. However I draw the line over some things because I’m not known for my self control – if it’s there and I can see and easily reach it there’s a good chance it’ll end up…..well we all know where it’ll end up 😊
Now as a little aside, it may be because we’re getting older and as oldies are known to do, we occasionally talk about past treats……..things that reminds us both of our childhood……like toffee. Not the hard, crack your teeth block type, that you break up with a tiny hammer but the soft chewy, cling to your teeth, individually wrapped in shiny paper ones.
Fast forward to a recent shopping expedition to Costco. Not for our weekly shop items, more for goods of equal taste and quality to what we would buy elsewhere yet slightly better priced because of the size/quantity available.
It’s not exactly a treat making my way round various aisles, list clutched firmly in hand, because without it I’m inclined to think …..oh that looks interesting, maybe we’ll try that…and then feel rather uncomfortable trying to deal with sticker shock and till roll panic when the grand total pops up.
It’s certainly not a treat when I’m desperately trying to control a trolley that always seems to be twice my height and girth while The Golfer wanders about ‘just looking’ sort of like a hunter gatherer, returning with bits of this that and the other, things that are definitely not on my trusty list. Some people might like them but seaweed chips are not exactly what I had in mind for a weekend snack while watching the footy 😊
Lots of his ‘gatherings’ are returned to the shelves – which is good in a way, because then I don’t need to go to the gym……as twice round the enormous barn like place is plenty of exercise for one day – however I did smile when he suggested we walk to the tills down a certain aisle. Look what he wanted to buy….. a big 1.25kg container of
sugar toffees. That’s over 2.5lbs for those in other lands!
Walkers nonsuch is not a brand I’m familiar with – but how could I say no to his treat when he pointed out the little label on the side. Gotta love a man who loves to share 😊😊