If you, too, grew up watching reruns of Bewitched, then you're familiar with the fictitious ailment voracious ravenousitis. It caused Samantha to eat everything she saw. The other night I found myself wondering, "What is it about the holidays that makes me think voracious ravenousitis isn't so fictional after all?" Of course, I was thinking this as I stood in the kitchen looking around for something to eat.
Is it the stress? I, for one, am a stress eater. And this time of year, I want to get everyone in my family the perfect gift. I want everyone to be happy and have his or her expectations met. And, for some reason, I feel that meeting those expectations is my responsibility. If someone doesn't have a good Christmas, it's somehow my fault! So, if you don't have yourself a merry little Christmas, please don't tell me.
Is it the socializing? The parties, the breakfasts, the brunches and the lunches...and that's just at my children's school! This morning, I helped serve at the 8th graders' brunch. Afterward, the volunteers were invited to eat also. Naturally, I had to sample the mini cinnamon rolls and the maple-iced doughnuts. My daughter came up and exclaimed, "Mom, you have to try this awesome fudge!" So, I tried the awesome fudge...and it was.
Is it the food itself? There are special foods that aren't around anytime else...or, if they are, they don't seem as good. Last night, I bought some macadamia nut butter toffee popcorn mix at Target. Sure, you can get Crunch-N-Munch anytime but not with macadamia nuts!
Whatever the cause, I have voracious ravenousitis. And, I only expect it to get worse in the coming week. So...calling Dr. Bombay! Emergency! Come right away!