Did you Gobble or is it behind you?
My grandmother used to tell me a story about a little girl and boy that ate too many berries, fell asleep in the forest...like after eating turkey...and then couldn't find their way home in the dark. It wasn't meant to scare me or get me to eat less. She just wanted to entertain me as my eyes closed to take a nap. (She fell asleep too and I always wondered how she got up without waking me...I slept longer.)
Now that Thanksgiving is behind me...I see it in the mirror as I walk past...I wonder why I plan and cook for days only to be left eating turkey till I can't stand it. My family leaves and refuses care packages....why oh why did I (we) buy such a big bird? I think it might be so we can entertain with our guess the weight of the turkey contest and see how big and outrageous it can be. Each year I say no more! But each year I feel like that berry eating little girl. I am lost in my own home after eating too much and may never get out. Help! Help! Oh well...I think I'll nap.