Thursday, November 24, 2011
But this year all of this Thanksgiving feasting may just be wasted on me, because today, I might be sick.
The thing about being sick on Thanksgiving is that it sort of ruins things. I have been coming down with a bug since Monday that makes my back tired and my stomach gurgly (and no I am not pregnant so I don't even ask, and especially don't ask if you say prego because I did not turn into spaghetti sauce).
The thing about Thanksgiving is that you are supposed to be grateful for everything in your life and eat too much food and play board games and get ready for black friday shopping. But this morning I am sitting here with the Macy's parade on the tv, only I never really liked watching it anyway, and I am trying to summon the courage to eat a bowl of oatmeal.
That is really quite pathetic. I take it as a bad sign that I am not even hungry because usually by 6 AM I am awoken by the rumbling of my own stomach screaming for food. Once I eat breakfast that is really the turning point when I will know if I will be going to dinner or not. If the oatmeal makes me sick then dinner is out, if not dinner is in. I think you can see why this is so frightening. Also, being a foodie, Thanksgiving is probably in my top two holidays, with Christmas obviously being in the number one position.
What I really want to do is go running, preferably for a good 7-10 miles, only they'll be nice and slow because lately I am not so fast. Afterward I'd take a shower and get myself a diet dr pepper. If I really am still sick none of this can happen, except for maybe the shower, but without running it's not even really necessary.
I even thought about going out for black friday this year. I really want a sewing machine, only I haven't done enough research about what I want or what a proper price should be so I don't think this would happen sick or not.
So good luck to me on eating my oatmeal and good luck to you on your Thanksgiving feast. And good luck to everyone on finding an adorable kitchen timer.