Gobble! Gobble! Gobble!

November 28, 2009

Bunny cooked Thanksgiving Dinner for 28 people. Brie and crackers. Veggies and spinach dip.  A turkey, a prime rib, side dishes galore. Cheesecake. A dear friend brought a homemade chocolate/lemon cake, his first (extremely successful) attempt at fondant. Had to try that. Apple pie. Ice cream. Cookies for the kids. Three people walked in offering wine. 

Bunny was flat-on-her-back exhausted from this event. Bunny and Buff’s house has tile floors, and her feet and back hurt. She has one oven, and it’s an organizational nightmare getting everything hot at once, especially with arriving guests parading into the kitchen for hugs and kisses and Happy Thanksgivings and you’ll never guess what little Susie said today.

I love you all, I’m so glad you’re here, and I want to hear every little detail of your always fascinating lives, but right now, GET THE HELL OUT OF MY KITCHEN and let me serve this #&%)@*$ dinner!!!

She had to take a break in the preparations Thursday morning to drive 40 miles to fetch Mom and Dad, then drive them back on Friday. Dad was cranky. Mom was mad at Dad for being cranky. Buff was mad at Bunny because Mom and Dad were cranky.

Bunny just wanted the whole thing over.

These are not optimal conditions for watching what she eats. And she didn’t.

The next day, leftovers. Ooo, there’s half a piece of cheesecake left. And some dip. Love those trigger foods. Oh well…

Saturday, a big football game. Bunny is in charge of making brownies. Buff loads up on chips. Someone will bring wine.

Bunny is beaten up and her defenses are down, but she hasn’t lost her way. She’s anxiously looking forward to a return to normalcy. Sunday. Weight Watchers points. Control. She’s really looking forward to it. She knows she will feel better.

Let’s all raise a 3-Weight Watchers-point glass of wine to Bunny and to all the other bunnys throughout the country who cooked Thanksgiving Dinner for their families. It’s really a lot of hard work. And it’s really hard on the nerves, not to mention the back and the feet. And for people like Bunny who have a real problem with food, it can be damned near impossible.

Happy Thanksgiving, Bunny!

And to you, too.

5 Responses to “Gobble! Gobble! Gobble!”

  1. annod44 Says:

    There is nothing that I HATE more than being stuck in a kitchen cooking. People inturrupting me is almost as annoying as people having fun without me in another room. My pet peeve is the ones who show up with flowers and I have to get out the step stool and get a vase from the top shelf. Clean off some counter space to cut and arrange, while faking being gracious. Sigh do the holidays bring out the best in any of us? Very cool that WW is working for you. I might try it in the next year. Dont want to know how many points are in a glass um er bottle, well magnum of wine till after the holidays.

  2. Hope you are recovering from the Thanksgiving festivities! It always seemed to me like a LOT of work for one meal, and I don’t even do half the cooking.

    My personal fantasy: next year we all go out for pizza & beer.

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