Great Grinning Gobble Day Greetings!!

[Guest guest]

My wish for everyone is to enjoy today anyway you want. I enjoy FUN and wanted

to share that with anyone who would like a grin too. My mother and I loved to

read through the silly greeting cards when we shopped together. I kept a few of

the Thanksgiving giggle ones and thought I'd share them here (sorry text only) -

* Its easy to lose perspective, to feel too keenly the troubles of this life and

fail to appreciate its subtle treasures. Thanksgiving is a time to pause and

enjoy life's precious offerings . . . . . Chocolate for instance.

* Return me to the good old days when the smell of hickory smoke filled the air

at Grandma's house on Thanksgiving and all the family would gather 'round the

big oak table, piled high with succulent dishes prepared by loving old hands,

and as we stood at the table, our mouths watering, Grandma would bring the

majestic fowl, still smoking from the oven, place it on the table and say -

Eat fast troops! The football game starts on TV in five minutes!

* (from guru to disciple) ... and many years ago, in my quest to live in harmony

with nature, I completely gave up eating meat. (disciple replies) Cold turkey?

(guru) - Well just a little after Thanksgiving . . .

* I'm thankful I'm not the turkey. I'm thankful I'm not the sweet potatoes. I'm

thankful I'm not the cranberries. I'm thankful I'm not the pumpkin pie . . . .

I'm thankful I'm not the hostess!!

* (picture a pilgrim talking to some indians) The attempted brush off that

became an endearing tradition -

pilgrim - Yes, by all means, let's have lunch sometime!

indian - When?

pilgrim - When? Well soon!

indian - How about Thursday?

pilgrim - Thursday? Gosh, I'll be tied up all day Thursday - darneth!

indian - Dinner then.

Let me get back to you on this [i'll have my people call your people]

Giggling Gobbles for good gourmet gastronomic gnashing.

Katcha

[Guest guest]

Good for you Sandarah! That's good self caring. We one time made a rice

dressing, but I really do like our traditional bread based one so I enjoy eating

it but know I'll have some (mild) discomfort later. Oh well, its only once a

year.

Hubby and I have chosen to create our own 'traditions' - especially around

holidays. Our families are not near - physically or emotionally either. So we

have turkey-for-two and drink up the peace and quiet instead of grimacing

through a meal with unhappy people who prefer being miserable to being alone.

Since IE I have been able to release the STUFF myself syndrome that Thanksgiving

used to be for me. I used to eat everything because I would only 'get' it then.

I since made my beloved fruit salad and ate it so often that I hadn't made it

the last few Thanksgivings, or even any other time lately come to think of it. I

haven't even made a pumpkin pie yet and that was something I used to think I HAD

TO have. Of course I still can and any time too.

Happy T-day one and all.

Katcha

IEing since March 2007

>

> Funny. I've been preparing my side dishes for the remnants of the family to

feast on. There has never been a consideration in my family for my gluten free

needs - lo these past thirty years. Which, truthfuly, has been a great source

of private whining for me. So, probably due to IE, this morning while putting

together the requested sweet potatoes, I decided to make some things I could

eat.

>

> I whipped together some gf dressing, fixed up some gravy from a left-over

chicken and some broth and then boxed up a slice of gf chocolate cake so that I

can have dessert too. Today, for the first time in years I'll have a

Thanksgiving dinner with the family I can safely eat and enjoy.

>

> Gratefully they'll have lots of wine to take the edge off the family politic,

and I'll be able to relax, watch some tv (which I hope isn't too wretched) and

I'll feel gratitude that I have family to celebrate with, in spite of our

historic issues and lack of perfection.

>

> Yes, happy Thanksgiving to you all too.

>

> Sandarah.

>

[Guest guest]

Good for you Sandarah! That's good self caring. We one time made a rice

dressing, but I really do like our traditional bread based one so I enjoy eating

it but know I'll have some (mild) discomfort later. Oh well, its only once a

year.

Hubby and I have chosen to create our own 'traditions' - especially around

holidays. Our families are not near - physically or emotionally either. So we

have turkey-for-two and drink up the peace and quiet instead of grimacing

through a meal with unhappy people who prefer being miserable to being alone.

Since IE I have been able to release the STUFF myself syndrome that Thanksgiving

used to be for me. I used to eat everything because I would only 'get' it then.

I since made my beloved fruit salad and ate it so often that I hadn't made it

the last few Thanksgivings, or even any other time lately come to think of it. I

haven't even made a pumpkin pie yet and that was something I used to think I HAD

TO have. Of course I still can and any time too.

Happy T-day one and all.

Katcha

IEing since March 2007

>

> Funny. I've been preparing my side dishes for the remnants of the family to

feast on. There has never been a consideration in my family for my gluten free

needs - lo these past thirty years. Which, truthfuly, has been a great source

of private whining for me. So, probably due to IE, this morning while putting

together the requested sweet potatoes, I decided to make some things I could

eat.

>

> I whipped together some gf dressing, fixed up some gravy from a left-over

chicken and some broth and then boxed up a slice of gf chocolate cake so that I

can have dessert too. Today, for the first time in years I'll have a

Thanksgiving dinner with the family I can safely eat and enjoy.

>

> Gratefully they'll have lots of wine to take the edge off the family politic,

and I'll be able to relax, watch some tv (which I hope isn't too wretched) and

I'll feel gratitude that I have family to celebrate with, in spite of our

historic issues and lack of perfection.

>

> Yes, happy Thanksgiving to you all too.

>

> Sandarah.

>

[Guest guest]

Good for you Sandarah! That's good self caring. We one time made a rice

dressing, but I really do like our traditional bread based one so I enjoy eating

it but know I'll have some (mild) discomfort later. Oh well, its only once a

year.

Hubby and I have chosen to create our own 'traditions' - especially around

holidays. Our families are not near - physically or emotionally either. So we

have turkey-for-two and drink up the peace and quiet instead of grimacing

through a meal with unhappy people who prefer being miserable to being alone.

Since IE I have been able to release the STUFF myself syndrome that Thanksgiving

used to be for me. I used to eat everything because I would only 'get' it then.

I since made my beloved fruit salad and ate it so often that I hadn't made it

the last few Thanksgivings, or even any other time lately come to think of it. I

haven't even made a pumpkin pie yet and that was something I used to think I HAD

TO have. Of course I still can and any time too.

Happy T-day one and all.

Katcha

IEing since March 2007

>

> Funny. I've been preparing my side dishes for the remnants of the family to

feast on. There has never been a consideration in my family for my gluten free

needs - lo these past thirty years. Which, truthfuly, has been a great source

of private whining for me. So, probably due to IE, this morning while putting

together the requested sweet potatoes, I decided to make some things I could

eat.

>

> I whipped together some gf dressing, fixed up some gravy from a left-over

chicken and some broth and then boxed up a slice of gf chocolate cake so that I

can have dessert too. Today, for the first time in years I'll have a

Thanksgiving dinner with the family I can safely eat and enjoy.

>

> Gratefully they'll have lots of wine to take the edge off the family politic,

and I'll be able to relax, watch some tv (which I hope isn't too wretched) and

I'll feel gratitude that I have family to celebrate with, in spite of our

historic issues and lack of perfection.

>

> Yes, happy Thanksgiving to you all too.

>

> Sandarah.

>

[Guest guest]

Katcha,

Thanks for sharing....the one I like is about the " good old days " . I'm not sure

about the " hickory smoke " , but the rest I can identify with. I remember many

years of Thanksgiving at my mom's with everyone seated around a huge dining room

table in a big old farmhouse. She had worked for days to prepare. My dad would

build a roaring fire. The house was filled with what food symbolizes for some of

us, love and laughter. Kids were romping through, playing kids games on the

stairs while the adults sat round the fire or carried bowls of food to and from

the table. Today at 88, we're blessed that our mom is still with us, though she

is no longer the chief cook and bottle washer. We continue to have our family

gatherings, and I am grateful for that because I know not everyone has that.

Yesterday for the first time in my life, I wanted the love more than I wanted

the food.

This may not be on the topic of IE, yet it is, because connecting with people

must be the replacement in my life for my food connection. When I overeat, it is

most always that human connection, not more food, that I need. For now, it will

help me to make the right choice when I stay consciously and acutely aware of

that.

Sara

>

> My wish for everyone is to enjoy today anyway you want. I enjoy FUN and wanted

to share that with anyone who would like a grin too. My mother and I loved to

read through the silly greeting cards when we shopped together. I kept a few of

the Thanksgiving giggle ones and thought I'd share them here (sorry text only) -

>

> * Its easy to lose perspective, to feel too keenly the troubles of this life

and fail to appreciate its subtle treasures. Thanksgiving is a time to pause and

enjoy life's precious offerings . . . . . Chocolate for instance.

>

> * Return me to the good old days when the smell of hickory smoke filled the

air at Grandma's house on Thanksgiving and all the family would gather 'round

the big oak table, piled high with succulent dishes prepared by loving old

hands, and as we stood at the table, our mouths watering, Grandma would bring

the majestic fowl, still smoking from the oven, place it on the table and say -

Eat fast troops! The football game starts on TV in five minutes!

>

> * (from guru to disciple) ... and many years ago, in my quest to live in

harmony with nature, I completely gave up eating meat. (disciple replies) Cold

turkey? (guru) - Well just a little after Thanksgiving . . .

>

> * I'm thankful I'm not the turkey. I'm thankful I'm not the sweet potatoes.

I'm thankful I'm not the cranberries. I'm thankful I'm not the pumpkin pie . . .

.. I'm thankful I'm not the hostess!!

>

> * (picture a pilgrim talking to some indians) The attempted brush off that

became an endearing tradition -

>

> pilgrim - Yes, by all means, let's have lunch sometime!

>

> indian - When?

>

> pilgrim - When? Well soon!

>

> indian - How about Thursday?

>

> pilgrim - Thursday? Gosh, I'll be tied up all day Thursday - darneth!

>

> indian - Dinner then.

>

> Let me get back to you on this [i'll have my people call your people]

>

>

> Giggling Gobbles for good gourmet gastronomic gnashing.

>

> Katcha

>

[Guest guest]

Katcha,

Thanks for sharing....the one I like is about the " good old days " . I'm not sure

about the " hickory smoke " , but the rest I can identify with. I remember many

years of Thanksgiving at my mom's with everyone seated around a huge dining room

table in a big old farmhouse. She had worked for days to prepare. My dad would

build a roaring fire. The house was filled with what food symbolizes for some of

us, love and laughter. Kids were romping through, playing kids games on the

stairs while the adults sat round the fire or carried bowls of food to and from

the table. Today at 88, we're blessed that our mom is still with us, though she

is no longer the chief cook and bottle washer. We continue to have our family

gatherings, and I am grateful for that because I know not everyone has that.

Yesterday for the first time in my life, I wanted the love more than I wanted

the food.

This may not be on the topic of IE, yet it is, because connecting with people

must be the replacement in my life for my food connection. When I overeat, it is

most always that human connection, not more food, that I need. For now, it will

help me to make the right choice when I stay consciously and acutely aware of

that.

Sara

>

> My wish for everyone is to enjoy today anyway you want. I enjoy FUN and wanted

to share that with anyone who would like a grin too. My mother and I loved to

read through the silly greeting cards when we shopped together. I kept a few of

the Thanksgiving giggle ones and thought I'd share them here (sorry text only) -

>

> * Its easy to lose perspective, to feel too keenly the troubles of this life

and fail to appreciate its subtle treasures. Thanksgiving is a time to pause and

enjoy life's precious offerings . . . . . Chocolate for instance.

>

> * Return me to the good old days when the smell of hickory smoke filled the

air at Grandma's house on Thanksgiving and all the family would gather 'round

the big oak table, piled high with succulent dishes prepared by loving old

hands, and as we stood at the table, our mouths watering, Grandma would bring

the majestic fowl, still smoking from the oven, place it on the table and say -

Eat fast troops! The football game starts on TV in five minutes!

>

> * (from guru to disciple) ... and many years ago, in my quest to live in

harmony with nature, I completely gave up eating meat. (disciple replies) Cold

turkey? (guru) - Well just a little after Thanksgiving . . .

>

> * I'm thankful I'm not the turkey. I'm thankful I'm not the sweet potatoes.

I'm thankful I'm not the cranberries. I'm thankful I'm not the pumpkin pie . . .

.. I'm thankful I'm not the hostess!!

>

> * (picture a pilgrim talking to some indians) The attempted brush off that

became an endearing tradition -

>

> pilgrim - Yes, by all means, let's have lunch sometime!

>

> indian - When?

>

> pilgrim - When? Well soon!

>

> indian - How about Thursday?

>

> pilgrim - Thursday? Gosh, I'll be tied up all day Thursday - darneth!

>

> indian - Dinner then.

>

> Let me get back to you on this [i'll have my people call your people]

>

>

> Giggling Gobbles for good gourmet gastronomic gnashing.

>

> Katcha

>

[Guest guest]

Katcha,

Thanks for sharing....the one I like is about the " good old days " . I'm not sure

about the " hickory smoke " , but the rest I can identify with. I remember many

years of Thanksgiving at my mom's with everyone seated around a huge dining room

table in a big old farmhouse. She had worked for days to prepare. My dad would

build a roaring fire. The house was filled with what food symbolizes for some of

us, love and laughter. Kids were romping through, playing kids games on the

stairs while the adults sat round the fire or carried bowls of food to and from

the table. Today at 88, we're blessed that our mom is still with us, though she

is no longer the chief cook and bottle washer. We continue to have our family

gatherings, and I am grateful for that because I know not everyone has that.

Yesterday for the first time in my life, I wanted the love more than I wanted

the food.

This may not be on the topic of IE, yet it is, because connecting with people

must be the replacement in my life for my food connection. When I overeat, it is

most always that human connection, not more food, that I need. For now, it will

help me to make the right choice when I stay consciously and acutely aware of

that.

Sara

>

> My wish for everyone is to enjoy today anyway you want. I enjoy FUN and wanted

to share that with anyone who would like a grin too. My mother and I loved to

read through the silly greeting cards when we shopped together. I kept a few of

the Thanksgiving giggle ones and thought I'd share them here (sorry text only) -

>

> * Its easy to lose perspective, to feel too keenly the troubles of this life

and fail to appreciate its subtle treasures. Thanksgiving is a time to pause and

enjoy life's precious offerings . . . . . Chocolate for instance.

>

> * Return me to the good old days when the smell of hickory smoke filled the

air at Grandma's house on Thanksgiving and all the family would gather 'round

the big oak table, piled high with succulent dishes prepared by loving old

hands, and as we stood at the table, our mouths watering, Grandma would bring

the majestic fowl, still smoking from the oven, place it on the table and say -

Eat fast troops! The football game starts on TV in five minutes!

>

> * (from guru to disciple) ... and many years ago, in my quest to live in

harmony with nature, I completely gave up eating meat. (disciple replies) Cold

turkey? (guru) - Well just a little after Thanksgiving . . .

>

> * I'm thankful I'm not the turkey. I'm thankful I'm not the sweet potatoes.

I'm thankful I'm not the cranberries. I'm thankful I'm not the pumpkin pie . . .

.. I'm thankful I'm not the hostess!!

>

> * (picture a pilgrim talking to some indians) The attempted brush off that

became an endearing tradition -

>

> pilgrim - Yes, by all means, let's have lunch sometime!

>

> indian - When?

>

> pilgrim - When? Well soon!

>

> indian - How about Thursday?

>

> pilgrim - Thursday? Gosh, I'll be tied up all day Thursday - darneth!

>

> indian - Dinner then.

>

> Let me get back to you on this [i'll have my people call your people]

>

>

> Giggling Gobbles for good gourmet gastronomic gnashing.

>

> Katcha

>

[Guest guest]

Sara, of course that is an IE topic - our relationships are a part of how and

why we eat as we do! My mother was such a holiday person. She was the 'hub' of

our family and we would all gather around her and her celebrating because it was

fun to do that. Sadly she passed away way too young (54) and my family never was

the same since then. I was never able to re-create what she did but I could

retain the happy memories.

Yes times have changed but I suspect many would love to have some of them kept

more traditional once again.

ehugs, Katcha

IEing since March 2007

>

> Katcha,

>

> Thanks for sharing....the one I like is about the " good old days " . I'm not

sure about the " hickory smoke " , but the rest I can identify with. I remember

many years of Thanksgiving at my mom's with everyone seated around a huge dining

room table in a big old farmhouse. She had worked for days to prepare. My dad

would build a roaring fire. The house was filled with what food symbolizes for

some of us, love and laughter. Kids were romping through, playing kids games on

the stairs while the adults sat round the fire or carried bowls of food to and

from the table. Today at 88, we're blessed that our mom is still with us, though

she is no longer the chief cook and bottle washer. We continue to have our

family gatherings, and I am grateful for that because I know not everyone has

that. Yesterday for the first time in my life, I wanted the love more than I

wanted the food.

>

> This may not be on the topic of IE, yet it is, because connecting with people

must be the replacement in my life for my food connection. When I overeat, it is

most always that human connection, not more food, that I need. For now, it will

help me to make the right choice when I stay consciously and acutely aware of

that.

>

> Sara

[Guest guest]

Sara,That says it all. Wonderful.Carole To: IntuitiveEating_Support Sent: Saturday, November 26, 2011 6:01:07 AM Subject:

Re: Great Grinning Gobble Day Greetings!! Yesterday for the first time in my life, I wanted the love more than I wanted the food.Sara