The week between Christmas and New Year’s has become what I’ve affectionately termed Oink Week. It’s the week where we know the eating season should come to a stop but the new year is approaching, and along with it, the resolution of losing weight.
Therefore, instead of getting a jump on that weight loss resolution, we plunge ourselves face deep in whatever forbidden food we can find. Mexican food smothered in 8 pounds of sour cream, McDonald’s french fries, Reese’s Blizzard, and bacon. Omg the bacon. I love bacon so much, it’s dirty love. Dirty, greasy, crispy pig love. Mmmmmm bacon.
So as I continue my Oink Week pigout, alternating between bites of M&Ms and menu planning veggie dominated foods for next week (and the rest of my life), I quietly whisper to bacon “we’re not breaking up, we’re just scaling back my passion for you from dirty, sweet pig love to less dirty pig love.” Hey, baby steps people.
Wishing you all a Happy New Year! And bacon filled sugar plums dancing in your heads.