God I love pie.

Oof.

That is the official word for the way I feel this post-Thanksgiving day. If I could stretch it into two syllables I would. Between the turkey and the green bean casserole and the rolls and the two (!) types of stuffing and the disastrous potatoes (FYI: instant mashed potatoes? Pretty damn tasty), I'm feeling a touch rotund. Which isn't much different that I feel on a daily basis, but still.

I also had two slices of pie. Did I mention the two slices of pie? OOF.