Dear Vegan Friends....

The Big Sexy survived! It wasn't easy. I thought I had everything under control until I entered the Thanksgiving Day house. The smell smacked the livin' crap out of me. It smelled really, really good.

But immediately, Ms. Sexy and my in law/hosts Steph and Steve triple teamed me and did damage control. I was on the ledge for a minute...uncertain, afraid, feeling naked! Steve....hit me with an awesome glass of wine. Steph pulled me over to the vegan stuffing, sweet potatoes, veggies and salad and it looked really good too.  Then my Amy uncovered the Tofurky and Field Roast...and I got my game face right back on. 

I know, the Pilgrims wouldn't appreciate my attitude towards the bird. Tough shit. A Vegan needs to do what a Vegan needs to do....especially when he's a "Big Sexy Recently Recovering Carnivore...Vegan". If I need to be hatin' on the bird to get through the be it. So I flipped the fat bastard off...and dove into my meal....and I never looked back.

With Ms Sexy's delectable walnut gravy topping my Tofurky...I was one happy vegan. No deprivation. No sulking. No hunger. Big Sexy was Big Happy!

And I had more vegan left overs the next day. Yes, I put on a few pounds this holiday...but I ate mostly healthy, I ate as much as I wanted, I loved being with amazing family at an amazing meal...I had a bunch of wine....some dessert too....and I'm gonna be just fine after all.

Thanks to my family for talking me off the was dicey there for a moment. And thanks to Tofurky for giving me something to stuff in my pie hole that made me still feel like one of the gang.

If I am only for myself, who am I?
If I am not for myself, who will be?
If not now, when?

Onward and downward!