Exhausted but Grateful - No. 258
Chocolate Fudge Peppermint Sticks & family yoga
AS I WRAPPED WHAT WAS LEFT of the carved turkey and tucked it in the fridge for another day of sandwiches followed by its annual farewell plunge into the soup pot, I felt like that bird. Worn to the bone and tired of standing on my feet from washing too many pots and pans, would I do it all again?