It’s the Holiday Season…

Posted on | November 27, 2010 | 3 Comments

Ah Thanksgiving.

A time to spend with family or friends; a time to think on everything you are thankful for throughout the year… a time to eat your weight in turkey or stuffing or some type of bacon wrapped sausage casserole. Or if you’re me, a time to eat twice your weight in a vegetarian feast and then order pizza and eat that, too. I am physically ill just remembering all the food I ate over the past few days. It surprises me that my pants actually fit this morning. It surprises me even more that I was able to get my fat self out of bed and fit in the shower stall.

Thanksgiving does a number on my waist line… it always has. Well no, that’s not true. Back when we did thanksgiving at my grandparents’ house in Tarboro, I actually had this weird thing about eating less than everyone. I thought that it would make me frail and delicate… two things I’ve never been but always wanted to be. I envied the girls in school who looked like they could break in the wind… I always looked more like a tree trunk stuck in thick mud with roots wrapped around a boulder. Immobile. Immoveable. Intensely not small. At all. In any way. Even when I was thin, I was still 5’9″ and carried my weight more like a linebacker than a ballerina.

So every year when Thanksgiving rolls around now, I feel like it’s an excuse to eat a lot. Like one day a year the calories don’t actually add up. It’s embarrassing. And then the day after Thanksgiving arrives and I’m left feeling like maybe I should join a twelve step program for eaters. When it’s all said and done? I love to eat. Like LOVE to eat. I love food. I love specific types of food… like Roberto’s Pizza at Ocean Isle Beach. Like anything with goat cheese. Like pasta with marinara, or pesto, or hallelujah goat cheese. That’s like my perfect dream food…. some type of pasta with goat cheese and marinara. Is that a recipe because it needs to be. I digress.

Every year I get to this point and I wonder why my pant size has increased and if I have to wait until New Years to start a diet plan. I wonder if I just put on my work out clothes and spend an hour in the gym I can regain some semblance of a figure that doesn’t resemble, well… a pumpkin. I have a love/hate relationship with the holidays, can you tell?

Now that I’ve sufficiently depressed myself and decided that it’s time to take drastic action and actually… gulp… return to the gym, I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving and are preparing for the madness that is the remainder of the Holiday season. On a happier note, I, for one, am pumped about returning to Savannah and buying a Christmas Tree. Let’s all say a little prayer that J doesn’t try to climb it! 🙂 Happy Holiday Season… let the madness begin!


3 Responses to “It’s the Holiday Season…”

  1. PsychoTwin
    November 27th, 2010 @ 5:55 pm

    What dishes did you eat at your vegetarian feast? I'm on a 30 day vegan challenge and just looking for recipe suggestions.

  2. The Insanity of Yca
    November 28th, 2010 @ 12:41 am

    When my kids are tiny, I only decorate the top half of the tree- with the decorations up above their reach. On the bottom, I still string the lights (but put them back in the back towards the trunk) and I tie bows around the branches. That way it is isn't "nekkid" but I don't have to worry about those shatterific balls or destruction of anything that means anything important.

  3. erobell
    November 28th, 2010 @ 2:05 pm

    I've never had goat cheese but your unabashed passion for it makes me want to try…

    PLEASE don't beat your AMAZING self up for overeating on a holiday that is based all around food!!!

    You are fabulous and I am sure that you are not now, and never were as "fat" as you imagine.

    Be gentle with yourself. And enjoy your Crazy Holidays – if J does try to climb…just think was a FABULOUS post that will make:)

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