It’s thanksgiving and I like each year I say: " I can't believe I ate the whole thing"
Each Thanksgiving in the United States people get together to share a meal. Our family used to go around the table to share what we were grateful for that year. It is a tradition we never miss doing. And every year in the back of my mind there is something I am truly grateful for on Thanksgiving, but I’m always too embarrassed to say it out loud, but this year I am going to own it…this year I say “Thank Heaven for Stretchy, loose clothes!!!” I couldn’t survive Thanksgiving dinner without them!
A few years ago I found this poem and I like it so much that I have to share. It’s called T’was The Night of Thanksgiving:
T’was the night of Thanksgiving,
But I just couldn’t sleep.
I tried counting backwards,
I tried counting sheep.
The leftovers beckoned,
The dark meat and white.
But I fought the temptation,
With all of my might.
Tossing and turning,
with anticipation.
The thought of a snack
became infatuation.
So I raced to the kitchen,
Flung open the door,
And gazed at the fridge,
Full of goodies galore.
I gobbled up turkey,
And buttered potatoes,
Pickles and carrots,
Beans and tomatoes.
I felt myself swelling,
So plump and so round.
‘til all of a sudden,
I rose off the ground.
I crashed through the ceiling,
Floating into the sky,
With a mouthful of pudding,
And a handful of pie.
But I managed to yell
As I soared past the trees
Happy eating to all,
Pass the cranberries, please!!
May your stuffing be tasty
May your turkey be plump.
May your potatoes and gravy
Have nary a lump.
May your yams be delicious,
May your pies take the prize
And May your Thanksgiving dinner
Stay off of your thighs!
-Lauren
Have a great Holliday everyone and eat a lot of turkey for me because here in the Philippines this day is like any other ordinary day. Except that today we went to Clark in the Subic Bay area for some training and yes, they fed us a ton!
Con amor,
Vero
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