it’s a full moon. that’s my excuse.
I have just experienced the ineluctable joy of a fluffernutter sandwich.
How have I missed this delight for almost 50 years? It is heavenly.
My husband is 1 part disgusted, and 3 parts astounded that there is marshmallow fluff in the house, but that is neither here nor there because…
I am in midnight snack heaven. And it’s only 9:45 PM.