Feliz Dia del Pavo
My tamale-eating husband would like to wish all of you a Feliz Dia del Pavo, or a Happy Turkey Day, which is just ridiculous since he didn't even eat turkey. I, on the other hand, ate plenty of Turkey Day food. Today, I'm thankful for teeth, a stomach, and a mother-in-law who is willing to slave away in the kitchen so that I can eat until I'm ready to pop. But never fear. My youthful figure is not in danger. Even though I had a rather large lunch, I had a small serving of fruit for dinner (that's definitely the food group that pumpkin pie falls into, right?) and I just skipped dessert altogether. Yes, even on this day of feasting, I am a model of self-control.