Not Feeling Guilty Over My Guilty Pleasures

By Elizabeth Shore

Here’s a conversation I had with a friend recently about Thanksgiving:

Me: Hey, how was your holiday?

Her: Really good. Yours?

Me: Fun. Went back home, spent time with family. What did you do?

Her: It was great. I watched three Hallmark movies in a row.

Me: (sputtering) What??!! You’re kidding me! How can you watch those? They’re so badly written. They’re so horribly acted. They’re so sappy and contrived and … well … just really, reallybad.

Her: Oh, I know. But I love them.

And the...