Everything was beyond delicious. But good gravy, why did I eat so much? It's a horrible feeling after you've cleaned your plate and polished off the last piece of turkey. I always forget that feeling. You can barely move, and yet a pie and a cheesecake await. Of course you will eat them. As an American, it's your civic duty.
There's everyday, normal "full, couldn't eat another thing," then there is "Thanksgiving full." It's off the charts. At least this only happens once a year.
I didn't shop on Friday. Not my scene. When shoppers are pepper-spraying one another to get an advantage on buying Xboxes, something is severely out of whack. What did I do? Took advantage of a freak 60 degree day and played tennis outside with Joe, which is free.
Check out the photos from our trip to Annapolis with Tiffany and Jon on Saturday. Even the boats are decked out for the holidays.