I’m eating out. Fried Chicken and pecan pie is what I plan to order at Mary Mac’s- an iconic Southern restaurant in Atlanta. No turkey but I never really liked turkey.
This morning feels so good. I woke up and Dolly had already walked the dogs!
I’ve made Greek cinnamon logs and grits with half and half mixed in to put pounds on my cross country runner who needs to stop losing weight immediately. Both are delicious. He is on a run- but Mim and I are enjoying breakfast.
I’m so lucky. Whenever my dad has this feeling he said “God is good.” Or “it’s a great day to be alive.” I miss him.
I hope you feel this good today. I’m avoiding celebrating Thanksgiving because of the indigenous people that the white people attempted to ruin. Gratitude is a great reason for a holiday.
I hope your fourth Thursday in November soothes your weary brain and warms your heart while soothing your sweet body.
P.S.A. Talk positively about your beautiful functional body. Eat regular meals. Skipping will set you up for trouble. Be a good example to your loved ones and never assign moral judgement to your food. Oh- and you don’t deserve pie. You eat pie. You don’t have to exercise the food away. You are good because you are you. What you eat or neglect to eat does not make you superior.
We are all wonderful lights to the world when we wake up in the mornings and when we go to bed at night. What you eat or how far you run will not change your worth. I love you.
all photos without editing. Life is good as it is