I am more full than anyone has ever been before. Ever.
You know that fat restaurant patron from Monty Python's Meaning of Life? The one who explodes after he eats the mint? That's me.
I had so much food today, we had a DESSERT APPETIZER! I swear on the temporary turkey tattoo affixed to the side of my bald head (nieces can be such wonderful creatures). We drank wine, we ate, we drank wine, we ate, we drank wine, we ate, we had some coffee, then cookies and brownies appeared and I dug in to eat some more. Then we had more coffee. Then, oh then, there came A SECOND ROUND OF DESSERT! Pies and cheesecake! Sweet mother of intestinal fortitude...what was I to do?
I had a slice of warm pumpkin pie (slathered in Cool Whip) with a side of vanilla ice cream. And a Rolaid. 🙂