Thanksgiving. A day reserved for the celebration of the harvest and the coming together of two very different peoples. Somehow, most Americans tend to only remember the harvest part, although that idea usually gets translated into "let's eat ‘til we can't feel our faces, watch football, and pass out in a turkey-induced coma."  Talk about sabotage. And I was doing so well on my diet! Seems like it never fails; one week I'm brimming with hope and newfound motivation, and the next I'm clutching...