Put On Your Thanksgiving Pants!

Categories Cooking, Eating, Laughing, Living, Loving, Wearing

There’s no way around it.

No matter who you are, what you eat for Thanksgiving dinner, where you go or whom you spend it with, Thanksgiving is all about food. You don’t even have to like the holiday, but eventually, everybody’s gotta eat.

Zilla and I have already baked muffins this week and last night I made enough Italian Wedding soup to throw a party. This afternoon, Super Sister and I had lunch together and I think that has to be the official kickoff of the Thanksgiving Weekend of Eating.

Know what we do every Thanksgiving morning? We have brunch. A great big, full-blown, not exactly healthy monster brunch complete with Fab Hub’s amazing chocolate-chip waffles (yes, from scratch), eggs Benedict with homemade hollandaise sauce (yes, I will be utilizing my new swirly-water egg poaching skills), turkey and pig bacon, biscuits with cinnamon honey butter, fresh fruit (for healthy balance), some of the awesome muffins from the other night, coffee, and a homemade butter turkey…

…because you should eat a huge breakfast before you eat a huge Thanksgiving dinner.

Hello, Heart Attack Suites? Yes, I’d like to make a reservation for about 10:00 Thanksgiving night…

Thanksgiving dinner happens around three or four in the afternoon. Second dinner happens later that evening and the rest of the weekend pretty much follows suit. So many dinner tables, so little time…

Yes, I am aware that gluttony is one of the seven deadly sins. I’m also pretty sure that just about the entire country is going to need sackcloth and ashes after this holiday is over.

I will be putting on my Thanksgiving pants. You know what they are – everyone has them. OK, I’ve actually kind of been wearing mine all week. In preparation, you know? Had to make sure they were ready for the festivities. Hey, if you’re going to do it, you may as well do it right.

Have a safe, happy, and blessed Thanksgiving, friends!

Mama’s Losin’ It



Lisa A. Listwa is a self-employed writer with experience in education, publishing, and the martial arts. Believing there was more to life than punching someone else’s time clock and inspired by the words of Henry David Thoreau, she traded her life as a high school educator for a life as a writer and hasn’t looked back. She is mother to one glorious handful of a daughter, wife to the nicest guy on the planet, and reluctant but devoted owner of three Rotten Cats. You can find her adventures and thoughts on living life deliberately here on the blog.

14 thoughts on “Put On Your Thanksgiving Pants!

  1. We did biscuits and gravy for breakfast. I went from pajama pants to yoga pants, but sackcloth will definitely be roomier.

    I have (had) the Random Thursday post all written in my head, but now all I can do is sit here and stare off into space…and get up occasionally for some of the cheese and crackers we forgot to put out earlier.

    I’ve already been at this for a week, having been born in the Eating Month. My MO is to just roll with it and then work my butt off (yes) right up until Christmas Eve. It’s ridiculous, but that’s how I roll.

    Happy, happy Thanksgiving, new friend.

    1. I think that is a very reasonable plan. See? We totally get each other. 🙂 We continued the Thanksgiving weekend-o-eating today with a rather sizeable post-dress shopping lunch. I am now back home in my yoga pants thinking about dinner. Sad.

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