For breakfast, we had eggs, bacon, hash browns and cinnamon rolls. We drank fauxmosas (tropical blend juice and sparkling cider) from champagne flutes.

Yeah, I fell off the vegan wagon after about two weeks. I did it in style, though, with a cheeseburger and a bowl of ice cream.

For dinner, we sidestepped the traditional ham, and opted for salmon with grilled tomatoes, asparagus and popovers.

We stuck with one new tradition and made the chocolate roll cake again. This is last year’s “pile of poo.” It turned out better this year.

From now until the big vacation/honeymoon/anniversary trip, I will watch what I eat, but I will not be trying any goofy diets.

Neither will Clover.