Thanksgiving. What a wonderful holiday! It is a day we all should take a moment and reflect on our good fortunes and give thanks for all we have been given. It is sad however, that with many of the other holidays we celebrate, the true meaning gets a little lost. Instead of a day of thanks, it has become a day when gluttony runs rampant and is accepted. And we all participate. Present company included. And for those of us trying to trim down, eat healthy and/ or meet our "goal weight"... resistance is futile. The battle is lost before it even begins. We say to ourselves...it's just one day. What can one day hurt? But one day turns into leftovers the next day, and before you know it, we are fully immersed into our food addiction again.
I had a wonderful day with my husband's family. Lots of laughs, some tears (Granny always seems to make us cry when giving the Blessing), wonderful food. Oh my goodness, the food.
(note: I don't think it's a coincidence that turkeys say "gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble." It's like they are telling us what to do. And we listen. We listen to the turkeys...)
After our first round of vittles around 1:00 pm and a cup of coffee, we recover and what do we do? WE KEEP EATING! Even though there is no room left in our little tummies, we keep stuffing it in. And then, what do we do? WE EAT AGAIN! Golly. Why on earth do we do this to ourselves? Yes, it tastes oh so good...but it makes us feel oh so sick. Then, the only "thanks" we are offering is "thanks" no one vomited on the dining room table (I know, gross, but you know I'm telling the truth!).
And then we have what I call "The Day After Guilt." You know what I mean. Let's just call it what it was...we just had a one night stand with food. You ask yourself, "OMG, what did I do?"
What did you do? You listened to the turkeys....