I've always taken a couple of
weeks and/or months off from
imbibing each year, but never
a Dry January. It's actually fun
to watch me not having any
issue with it, not needing the
odd glass of wine and not
bothered by others doing so.
Obviously, the day it does, I'm
in serious frijoles, as it were.
I have to laugh at myself as
I seem to be eating more ice
cream, larger portions, more
fun foods. What is it about our
human natures that makes us
want to have our treats, what
ever they may be?!
Perhaps, it starts with potty
training, Pavlov's dogs, as it
were! Our moms gave us treats
when successful, along with
those rewards for a good report
card and our various graduations.
We all grew up with the reward
system; make no mistake.
I have indeed enjoyed January
thus far. Had thought I might
even lose the odd pound or two,
but what with eating a pint of ice
cream in front of the fire yesterday,
I'd say chances are slim to none . . .
pun unintended!
Still, I can't help but wonder with
has more calories, ice cream or wine?!
loving me some fun
being naughty rocks my world
a menu of bad
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