Bacon is poison. Really…ugh?! When the news broke about how unhealthy this delicious little treat is, a collective annoyed sigh amongst certain running groups could be heard around the country. Not just runners, couch potatoes and artists alike…people love bacon! As if we needed a reminder and scientific article to point out to us that our favorite fatty pieces of animal flesh fried in oil in a pan isn’t healthy! Strike #1 in the crap trying to ruin my week column.
Leggings aren’t pants. Hold on now…if leggings aren’t pants then I recently attended some of my daughter’s sporting events without any pants on. I have also grocery shopped, raked leaves, gone to the playground, and maybe, just maybe gone to work pantless! I get it, some people might not like the idea of leggings, but if leggings aren’t pants, I’m just a bare-assed crazy person running around town.
Halloween Food Challenge. You haven’t seen scary and evil till you’ve seen a middle-aged mom attempting a cleansing food challenge during Halloween. Bags of candy, the smell of candy, the sounds of candy, it’s really all too much. What masochist thought Halloween would be a good time to inflict this kind of pain? Last night my husband was sitting next to me in bed chomping on Reese’s peanut butter cups…things got ugly. Lesson learned.
Blake and Gwen. No! Stop it! I can’t even! I’m not even going to have this discussion.
E. Coli at Chipotle! Not only is bacon poison, so are the vegetables at Chipotle. I’m not really sure what is left to eat…good thing I’m doing a food challenge, because apparently all my favorite foods are going to kill me or leave me pooping back and forth forever.
I refuse to let this bad news ruin my week; don’t let it ruin yours. To avoid being a total Debbie Downer, I leave you with this, my friends…