Tomorrow is my birthday. This weekend is my fortieth-high school reunion. Thanksgiving and all its hoopla is on the doorstep… It’s kind of a trifecta for naval-gazing–throw in a funeral and it could be a perfect storm.
Ever consider that Thanksgiving is a lot like a colonoscopy? The fun begins at least a day ahead of time, a liquid diet or fasting precedes the main event, and you often leave the festivities feeling like someone spent the better part of the day crawling up your asshole. Not to mention the bloating and … More Thanksgiving: How to Deal. Or Not.