It appears there is no limit to my holiday gluttony. Thanksgiving was a wretched exposure of my personal inability to say “no”. Christmas isn’t turning out much better. Less than 24 hours after arriving at my parents house, I am stuffed to the gills and haven’t even eaten in the last 8 hours.
I’m not referring to a slight sensation of fullness. Oh no. I’m talkin’ about the full-fledged uncomfortable, loosen the jeans, and beg for mercy kind of full. It could take days to feel normal again, and it’s not even Christmas yet. It doesn’t look good for the home team.
What have I managed to consume? Three massive crabcakes, french fries, bread, chips & queso, egg nog, and Dr. Pepper. Doesn’t sound too bad, right? Well, considering that I hadn’t eaten a whole meal in a day or so, it really wasn’t. Before the evening meal, I so famished that I ate the available tartar sauce without a chance of fish anywhere in sight. Bread was eventually served, and the rest was history.
Let me take this uncomfortably vulnerable moment to welcome all of you back to the CultureFeast blog. My name is Daniel Dessinger, and I’m the impetus behind this madness. The wonderful thing about blogs is that you don’t have to use the same voice each time you post. One entry could be thoughtful while the next drips with sarcasm. The very next could be a professional entry discussing my SEO copywriting or interactive press release writing services (nice plug!).
This holiday season, I hope to share with you the real inner workings of the holiday season – a play-by-play, if you will, of the mindnumbing eccentricities of our family’s celebration. But if that post doesn’t make it to your screen, don’t worry…
…it just might be too bizarre for words….
…and if not, it just means that I’m lazy.