Temptation was all over me. I don’t understand at all. Meatless Wednesday and Friday should have gone like a cinch. But I was craving for bacon. What an interesting two days of observing abstinence. I hardly eat meat but somehow I became haywire. Normally, I don’t eat bacon; I don’t cook it all in my sanctuary. But when I stopped by at our cafeteria for a morning Java, I smelt bacon. Ah, my brain thought. It smelt so good, I want bacon. Hey, just a minute now, my conscience alerted me. No, no, no; wagging its finger on me. It’s Ash Wednesday, no meat for you. Fine, no big deal. Stranger still happened, I was cranky all day. Oh dear, what to do. I am going to blow the feast and fasting suggestion. Bacon aroma lingered around. Congratulations, I made it through work without bacon. Thursday, feasted on meat, not bacon. Venison steak is what I had for dinner. Friday is another meatless day that I must observe during Lent season. What do you know? On the news was Chris P. Bacon. What the devil is going on? The more I am aware of being meatless, the more I aware of meat. Interesting. I felt as if I became an addict having a withdrawal symptom. As for Chris P. Bacon, he survived and here is the news from CBC. Watch a short clip of him. Isn’t he’s the sweetest? I can’t possibly eat bacon, just look at him.