This weekend was Thanksgiving – in my neck of the woods.  And I LOVE Thanksgiving.  It’s definitely one of my favourite holidays.  Partially because there’s a big old turkey dinner involved.  My Mom’s traditional turkey dinner.  YUM-MA!  There’s really nothing better.  I could eat it every weekend.  But since I don’t, I save up my appetite for when I do.  And then I go over-board.  Really over-board.  In a big way.  Which is why I’m not posting anything today.  Because I can barely stick my arms out in front of my gluttonous belly to reach the keyboard.  So this is all you’re getting from me.  A sad post about what a turkey connoisseur I am.  I’m sorry.  I promise to do better once the tryptophan has worn off.