conjectural navel gazing; jesus in lint form

thanksgiving...

If all goes well, Trish and I will be on the road in a matter of hours. The plan is to get ourselves to Lansing and Luke and Susie's house for a couple of days. I still have one or two loose ends to tie up here. There is paper to deliver, you know.

I like Thanksgiving. Turkey Day has always made me happy. There is copious foodstuffs and football on the tube. These two are a common collusion. Still the greater context gives them more meaning. So, my mind is on food. Bird. Potato. Creamy desserts. Chocolate. Cranberries. Krispy Kreme.

Krispy Kreme!?

Dear God, there it is again. I have had the most horrible experience today. I was out getting lunch for one of the VP's. On my way to the sandwich shoppe, I passed a Krispy Kreme. Yes, a donut shop is not but one measly small block from my office. I can be there in less than five minutes, grab myself a dozen glazed, and be back here before I finish the sixth of twelve. Sigh. And I was so proud of myself for having lost a few pounds. The least I could do is fatten up on good foods like candied yams. But, no, I am already feeling my body make room for these insidious circular pastries.

Well, Happy Thanksgiving anyway. Have a donut for me!

How I wish it were so.

Posted by tripp at November 23, 2005 12:44 PM