for the love of bacon

i am craving bacon. i am craving the greasy, salty, chewy goodness that is pork bacon and as veruca salt would say, give it to me now! but alas, i'm not heading out of the warm comfort of my home to pick up a pack of bacon. i will suffer in silence tonight and hopefully make it to the store tomorrow to pick some up.

not sure why i didn't add it to the list last grocery trip. i mean really, what is life without bacon? don't answer that. i don't want to even think of the possibilities. it's just too much! the horrors. okay, i have a flair for the dramatic. and yet, my craving remains.

i've been battling strange cravings at night lately. it has no doubt contributed to the increased waistline i'm experiencing - and crying over! how did this happen? ugh. acting on your late night cravings equals a very bad idea. i know this first hand. learn from my experience. that's exactly why i need to get it together and return to my 10:30 bedtime. you can't eat if you're sleep! well, i guess you could sleep eat because that happens apparently. thankfully, not to me.

so i'm ignoring my relentless craving for salty, chewy, greasy bacon. instead, i'm going to hope into the shower, wash off the day, throw on my pjs and climb into bed. yes, for the love of bacon, that sounds like an absolutely brilliant plan.