Of Feasting and Shopping

I am absolutely stuffed to the gills with food.

Once a year, Americans glorify gluttony and I apparently joined the group this time around. I haven't always gotten stuffed. I mean I grew up with the starving people in Ethiopia, so I have to feel guilty about consuming a huge amount of food, right?

Well, actually, this time I didn't feel guilty. I have seen all the stats that say if I own a car, have a TV, have access to a computer, etc. etc. then I am richer than 90% of the people in the world. This is supposed to make me eat all of my food or something like that. I have often said, when I was a child, that the Ethipoians could have it, if they came and got it. Besides, other than the fact that we can't get half eaten food to Ethiopia before it rots, it doesn't go to waste here. We eat it. Maybe it is too much for one night, but we eat it all over time.

We have leftover turkey and stuffing, turkey sandwiches, stuffing omelets, turkey smoothies, and other sundry leftovers until we are blue in the face. But the food does get eaten. That probably explains why we can only do this once a year. After a month of turkey, we can't even look at a live one without feeling a little nauseous.

Ah, yes, American traditions: turkey, football and shopping the day after. That is, however, one tradition of which I shall not partake thereof: The getting up at 4 in the morning to go shop in the mall. What are these people thinking?!!

What gets me is that for the most part, these are the very people who just spent all day yesterday on their feet preparing food, cleaning the dishes, getting to bed late, just to be at the mall by 5 am. This to me does not sound like a good idea.

Maybe it's some sort of penance for being gluttonous the day before. I'm sorry, but no sale is worth that!!

Maybe it's just the Tryptophan, but I'd rather sleep in tomorrow. Now, how do you get four balls of kinetic energy to sleep in???

God Bless and Happy Thanksgiving,
Brandie