IN WHICH I ENJOY A BODICE-RIPPER — THANKS TO A DAY OF CARBS.
I love the beautiful message of Thanksgiving, and not just because for a change I’m eating — and not dating — a turkey … or because I let myself gorge on a carb heaven of mashed potatoes, stuffing, and pecan pie.
For me, Thanksgiving’s not a singular day, but one which I celebrate for the next 364 days of the year. Because gratitude doesn’t need to be an isolated act in a moment prior to pigging out, where we join hands and suddenly feel thankful: gratitude is a state of being, an essential ingredient of a life filled with positivity, fulfillment, love and, yes, joy.
