Triptophan Week

I did a service project this week that delivered a disservice to all who know me-- we stuffed envelopes until we were silly. While it was good to spend so much time with all my friends, I will have to say "yes" to all their requests for the next year just to ensure our emotional bank account is not overdrawn! I should have served them turkey. Because 'Tis the week of triptophan. Turkey contains triptophan (which I am sure is not spelled accurately) and it is for this reason I am sure that pilgrims ate it with the Indians. With that kinda brain-numbing, tummy filling carnage-- who could not have a great time watching the Cowboys and the odd person or two around the table. I love the holidays because growing up I hardly saw my extended family and to only see them once or twice a year is a hoot-- you see where your DNA has been and they see where it is going. Sometimes that is good and sometimes it makes you say, "Hmmmm, pass the turkey".