Oh, my heart is full this morning after having spent the last four days hanging out with my mom and dad. On Friday morning we dropped the kids off at school and went to the fair and wandered the exhibit halls.
And because the bulls in the china shop boys weren’t with us, I finally got to go to the pottery exhibit and oohed and ahhed over all the things I could buy if only I had enough cabinet space in my kitchen for storage.
But the main reason we went was to eat so we hit the four “must have” categories of roasted corn, polish sausages with peppers and onions, caramel apples and funnel cake.
We saw the crowds lining up for the Krispy Kreme burger and I had to take a picture of it but I didn’t taste it.
Shockingly, I have my limits.
The rest of the weekend was spent decorating which meant that Mom and I had to go to HomeGoods and T.J. Maxx. While we were on that side of town, we just happened to see the billboard that announced the grand opening of The Container Store so, of course, we joined 873857985693875 other people who wanted to be part of the excitement.
Sunday was church and three attempts to eat Mexican food before we found a restaurant that was open at 11:30 and then Dad and Mr. CPQ napped watched football while Mom and I set out pumpkins and mums by the mailbox and hung a fall wreath. We capped off our time together with a farewell feast of brisket and Mom’s potato salad for dinner.
And the skies parted and the angels sang, “Hallelujah.”
They’re headed home this morning by way of the outlet malls in Eastern Tennessee. A big part of me wishes that I could go with them (I miss them tremendously already) but I have only to look around my house and see the repairs that Dad made, the pretty touches Mom left and the small container of potato salad on the shelf in the fridge and the sadness is eased.
I am so blessed to be their daughter.
Have a nice day.