This year Thanksgiving was not the typical one day affair where you cram in the cranberries, the stuffing, and the turkey in one giant, gluttonous swoop, sleep it off and then you're done. This year Thanksgiving was like a slow process of obliged eating and forced feeding--like I am being prepped for foi grois out of my liver. I had a record 4 Thanksgiving feasts to attend: 2 on Thurs, 1 on Fri, and 1 on Sat, so it's needless to say that I feel like a stuffed turkey! But I shouldn't complain since eating with great family and friends is never cause for complaint....but I think there is enough tryptophan coursing through my veins to make me lethargic for the weeks to come....I'm happy to see the passing of this edible holiday....
This upcoming week shouldn't prove to be that eventful. I have a Welcoming reception for new Board members of NARAL on Tuesday, and then on Friday I will go see my roommate perform with Zenon Dance Company at the Guthrie Theater. Other than this, I will be stuffing school--like Thanksgiving dinner--down my throat.