I hope you had a great Thanksgiving. Mine was wonderful, but as with all experiences, there is usually an aftermath. The following is mine.
Excitement to Exhaustion: I was very excited about this Thanksgiving as my aunt and two of my cousins (whom I rarely get to spend time with because of distance) were going to be with us for four days. I was not disappointed. It was a fabulous time: laughter, memories, cutthroat Mexican Train, Scrabble, and Scattergories. It was hard to end the time together. So, combine the emotional energy expended as well as the hours on the road to and from the festivities, and needless to say, I am pretty tired--but a wonderful tired.
Regrets to Resolutions: Thomas Jefferson once said, “No one ever regretted eating too little.” I have yet to try that option. I tried everything and ate till I was full and then just kept on eating. I have great “will power.” It’s my “won’t power” that needs a bit of beefing up. However, I have once again resolved to be good for the next three weeks until the Christmas dinner puts me over the top again.
Candied Yams to Christmas Carols: I don’t think there is a faster metamorphosis than the one from Thanksgiving to Christmas. Once while traveling, I went to bed with a view of hay bales and pumpkins and woke up to garland and holly! True the retail industry has seriously encroached on the Thanksgiving holiday, and Christmas decorations are already adorning America’s streets and homes right after Halloween, but once that turkey has been laid to rest, and the sun rises the next morning, the Christmas music is playing full strength, and that--to me--means the Christmas season has truly begun.
Leftovers to Letdowns: As much as I like the Thanksgiving feast, I think I love the leftovers even more--cold or hot (well, except for the mashed potatoes). Dressing, turkey sandwiches, turkey soup, roasted sweet potatoes and Brussel sprouts, and, of course, every pie imaginable. But soon all the leftovers will be gone, and the guests will have left, and then it’s just dirty dishes and an empty house or a long drive home.
New Memories: Regardless of the ups and downs of the holiday, one thing is for certain: New memories will be made. I am already enjoying mine from Thanksgiving 2015. I hope you are as well.
(Did I leave anything out? Feel free to add to the list.)
Excitement to Exhaustion: I was very excited about this Thanksgiving as my aunt and two of my cousins (whom I rarely get to spend time with because of distance) were going to be with us for four days. I was not disappointed. It was a fabulous time: laughter, memories, cutthroat Mexican Train, Scrabble, and Scattergories. It was hard to end the time together. So, combine the emotional energy expended as well as the hours on the road to and from the festivities, and needless to say, I am pretty tired--but a wonderful tired.
Regrets to Resolutions: Thomas Jefferson once said, “No one ever regretted eating too little.” I have yet to try that option. I tried everything and ate till I was full and then just kept on eating. I have great “will power.” It’s my “won’t power” that needs a bit of beefing up. However, I have once again resolved to be good for the next three weeks until the Christmas dinner puts me over the top again.
Candied Yams to Christmas Carols: I don’t think there is a faster metamorphosis than the one from Thanksgiving to Christmas. Once while traveling, I went to bed with a view of hay bales and pumpkins and woke up to garland and holly! True the retail industry has seriously encroached on the Thanksgiving holiday, and Christmas decorations are already adorning America’s streets and homes right after Halloween, but once that turkey has been laid to rest, and the sun rises the next morning, the Christmas music is playing full strength, and that--to me--means the Christmas season has truly begun.
Leftovers to Letdowns: As much as I like the Thanksgiving feast, I think I love the leftovers even more--cold or hot (well, except for the mashed potatoes). Dressing, turkey sandwiches, turkey soup, roasted sweet potatoes and Brussel sprouts, and, of course, every pie imaginable. But soon all the leftovers will be gone, and the guests will have left, and then it’s just dirty dishes and an empty house or a long drive home.
New Memories: Regardless of the ups and downs of the holiday, one thing is for certain: New memories will be made. I am already enjoying mine from Thanksgiving 2015. I hope you are as well.
(Did I leave anything out? Feel free to add to the list.)
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