I think it's really, really easy, to just hang it all up this time of year.
It's dark. There are parties. Your routine is interrupted. People are shoving food at you. It's the holidays! The treats are limited edition. Emotions are amped up. Family is everywhere. Stress levels are through the roof.
It's just a piece of pie.
It's just a cocktail.
It's just a big ole holiday turkey.
It's just eggnog.
It's just potato latkes.
It's just a candy cane.
It's just sufganiyot. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Su
It's just Christmas cookies.
It's just Chanukah gelt.
It's just it's just it's just it's just.
Ai yi yi, what are ya doin' to yourself??!?!?!?
No wonder January is a prime time for starting diets. It's not just that it's the start of a brand-new, fresh year. It's not just that it's the start of a quarter. It's that you're safely past the big ole skeery holidays.
Well, I got news for ya.
That Chanukah gelt?
They'll sell it next year. It's not even that tasty (it's kinda cheap milk chocolate).
You had it at Thanksgiving. And you can have it again in a week or a month. See, they sell turkey all year long. Shocking, eh?
Those potato latkes?
You can make 'em healthier by draining the hell out of 'em.
They're doughnuts! You can get something rather similar to 'em at Dunkin or Tim Horton's or Honey Dew or wherever ALL YEAR LONG.
This is not the be-all, end-all. You are not putting on layers of fat for the winter (don't you own any sweaters? Cripes, this time of year, doesn't everybody wear their really ugly Bill Cosby-inspired ones anyway?). You are not coming to the very end, where you are never, ever, ever, ever, ever going to have eggnog again.
Now, I love most of the aforementioned stuff. And I can get caught up in the lie that it is oh so special.
But yanno what is?
Being together is.
This year, my folks are coming. And then in early January, I am going to them twice (my husband is coming with me the second time), as my mother is turning 80. I will see cousins I have not seen in quite a while (although I do see them on Facebook every day).
This is what is special. This interacting. These hugs. These smiles. These images, whether recorded by our cameras or our memories or both. THAT is what is special.
The rest of it is calories.