So full

It feels like the afternoon after Thanksgiving dinner where everything creamy and cheesy and sinful is just sitting in my belly. I lie on the sofa and watch the boys watch football and just smile because I am so full and so content. This weekend was decadent. This weekend was nutritious. This weekend was energizing. This weekend does not have a word to label it. I am so full that my joy is literally popping out of my fingernails.

I want to come through your screen and sit in front of you and let you see my face. My cheeks are glowing. My eyes are bright. I am so full.

Forgive me too as I am so full I have to go to bed. The richness of the weekend has hit me and I must crawl into my warm bed in my cold room and continue to thank God for the ooey gooey middle of the oreo that I experienced this weekend. My cuppeth truly runneth over.


Sweet potato and weekend stories to come.