The mornings are dark. Not overly chilly and today is ecceptionally mild.
Socks and tights are a reality.
Boots and scarves.
It was a birthday weekend of good food. Pizza Friday.
Spaghetti and Sourcream Poppyseed cake in Saturday.
Roast beast on Sunday. With more cake. Coconut chocolate.
I am satiated.
Our lives are full too. So much has happened. So many broken sleeps. Nights of worry. Tears of frustration and then thankfulness and joy. Just when you think you can NOT possibly take one more thing. A moment of reprieve is allowed.
Thanksgiving weekend is approaching. I am looking forward to the extra day off of work. The Cranberry Festival is also this weekend. We are selling hockey tickets and it playoff football season.