We celebrated Thanksgiving yesterday and it was great.
We put a lot of work in the preparation in the days before…cleaning the house, putting away junk, cooking, then more cleaning, but it paid of…and is still paying off.
We ate like kings last night and now I get to enjoy the best part, well my favourite part at least. Which is doing absolutely nothing in a great looking house and eating delicious leftovers all day long!
I had turkey dinner for breakfast and lunch, and pumpkin soup for dinner. JR, the sweet tooth, is working through the desserts, especially the pumpkin pie.
We also enjoy weighing ourselves to see how much we gained in what I like to call “turkey weight.” We both gained 5 pounds. I’m already thinking of what outfit is comfortable enough to vegetate in at work tomorrow.
Sure, seeing family and friends is great. But I’m pretty sure I’m not alone when I say, the continuous eating is my favourite part about Thanksgiving. Don’t get me wrong, I eat normal amounts during my daily life. But I’m usually on-the-go when it comes to meals. And if I do sit down for more than an hour, it’s at the table at some restaurant in business casual attire.
So let me rephrase that. My favourite part about Thanksgiving (or any festive celebration) is the day after, where I get to eat whatever I want, whenever I want, in the privacy of my own home, in my pajamas and not have a care in the world. Because that is pure happiness in a bottle.