Well......I'm Stuffed!

I went to my mother's for Thanksgiving dinner, and manage to down a plateful of roast turkey breast, stuffing, sweet potatoes, green bean casserole, mashed potatoes and gravy, coleslaw, and something that came out of a cardboard tube, that appeared to be impersonating a bread roll, all topped off with a slice of pumpkin pie with whipped cream, and a dish of rocky road ice cream. What? Two deserts, you ask? Oh yes! Thanksgiving after all, is a day of forgivable gluttony. To my credit, I did passed on the corn, and cranberry jelly, but mainly because I didn't need another serving of simple carbohydrates, and I prefer whole berry cranberry sauce to cranberry jelly, but then beggars can't be choosers. Actually, cranberry jelly isn't bad, when combined with peanut butter and bread, to make what is known in the vernacular, as a choke and slide. Helen....are you listening? Yum!

I've been slacking off on the exercise for the past month or so, and it is starting to show on my midriff. Can't have that! With winter coming on, and the urge toward more lethargic indoor pursuits, I am gong to have to redouble my efforts on the stationary bike. An hour every other day is just not going to get if, I intend to keep on wearing the same size clothes. Nothing is more depressing than having to go up a size, and it so easily prevented with a dedicated hour of aerobics, at least five days a week.

Mom, my sister, and my niece all remained in good spirits, in spite of the absence of my twin. It's been over a month now, and the reality of her departure is beginning to sink in, although I wouldn't be surprised if a tear or two is shed at Christmas, when her absence will surely be noticed more.

Speaking of Christmas, in one of my past blogs, I mentioned that I was going to get an advent calendar, because I haven't had one since I was a child. Well, in fact, I got five! One for my sister, one for each of my two nieces, one for my mother, and one for myself! The one in the picture at the top of this blog is mine. In four more days, I will be able to start opening windows leading up to Christmas, just like I did when I was a child. Hopefully my deceased Welsh grandmother will forgive me, for buying them from the Catholics! That's one of the lovely things about being an agnostic. I don't have any religion to feel superior too.

I hope all of my American friends had an enjoyable and peaceful Thanksgiving, and thanks to my friends in the UK, who sent their best wishes!

Melissa XX