Saturday, November 28, 2009

prolonged food coma.

blub.

7 comments:

Laurel said...

I have to come up for air now. The feeding frenzy has been unprecedented. Traditional T-day and Friday was all day, full frontal, made by hand, Mexican. Turkey quesadillas, guacamole, tamales, salsa verde, mole, the works.

Ai, ai, ai! Aydame, por favor!

Amber Tidd Murphy said...

I'm pretty sure I pulled a stomach muscle.

Whirlochre said...

Normally it's hurricanes we Brits have to fear blowing over the Atlantic.

But a cloud of burps and farts?

Hey, come on, you guys...

Malanie Wolfe said...

I didn't have enough Pecan pie...

Sarita said...

I gained a couple or so pounds on Thanksgiving. Luckily I wasn't so hungry the next day so I think I lost them... :)

Ulysses said...

Ironic how we've managed to turn a day of thanksgiving for a bountiful harvest into a day of celebratory gluttony (and American football).

"Thank God we have enough food for the winter. Let's eat it all right now!"

I'm not complaining... I'm just, y'know... sayin' and stuff.

Cakespy said...

Haha! That's kind of like my entire life, summed up in your post title.