Food on the Road: Thanksgiving in Omaha and a Dog Rodeo
Can I get a “gobble gobble” from all 12 blog readers out there? Hope you had a kick-ass holiday.
We spent Thanksgiving in Omaha with my dad, step-mom and her extended family. For the fourth year in a row, I was asked to create some vegetable art. I delivered.
His carrot feathers are messy, but it’s OK because he is for eating – not display in a gallery.
I ate nearly half of that turkey in an effort to avoid all of the dishes involving melted cheese and carbs nearby. I fared well for The Meal itself, too.
My Thanksgiving plate = salad, sweet potatoes, turkey, green bean casserole, carrots and fruit.
But then there was this.
I ate ONE whole wheat roll and confessed to my friends via text. Geoff responded back with “call your sponsor!”
Annnnd these.
S’mores cookies. Let’s just say I had more than one and less than five and leave it at that.
That’s not to say I was dormant. My brother and his family also were there. If you don’t know my family, that means there were FOUR semi-large-to-large dogs in one house. It was a total dog rodeo. Wrangling pups is exhausting.
Dad/Terri’s dog Carter. He is a 100 lb. dog pillow.
Dad/Terri’s dog Sandy. He is over it.
Sarge, left, and Chloe. Chloe is my brother’s dog. She spent 24 hours burying and re-burying that chew bone. Sarge spent 24 hours crying about it.
Sarge and I were also able to burn off energy with a two-mile run Thanksgiving morning. It was the first time I ran with him on a leash, and he did fantastic. I was able to catch up on the Art of Wrestling and he was able to sniff and pee on everything along our route. Dog paradise. We’ll be doing that more often when the sun sets after 4:45 p.m.
So, I indulged but stayed within or close to my limits. I also did fend off some critical comments about dieting and refused to take home leftovers 900+ times, but that’s to be expected.
Thanksgiving down. Five weeks to go.
Turkey coma. Good for you, Sarge. YOLO.
haha, that’s some nice veggie art. only one roll on turkey day? that’s self control!
One roll… multiple cookies. Damn cookies!
Proud of you! I had a weak moment with some leftover green bean casserole. Let’s just say I ate more than my fair share. But I did manage to have only 1 piece of pie!
Such dog abuse…kind of reminds me of….oh, my house.
More like human abuse. The dogs were in total control the entire time!
Gobble Gobble. Good for you for doing such a good job on the hardest day of the year to be dieting!