The food and desserts were beautiful and delicious enough to distract me from the fact that I should have been packing.
"Ugh, we have to pack."
"Oh, these fries are so good."
"Errrg, we have to pack."
"Man, those homemade cinnamon donuts taste yummy in that caramel sauce."
"Eeek, we have to pack."
"I think that creme brule is what heaven tastes like."
On Friday afternoon, Jason picked up our U-haul and in rolled our big ole moving crew made up of brothers, and sister-in-law's fathers, and friends, and people from church. And up and down those stairs we went.