I'm sorry. I was lurking around the kitchen and my sugar levels were dropping in the mid-afternoon, post-lunch funk. I couldn't help myself. Not only did I eat your pie, but I also drank straight from the milk jug and put the dirty dish in the dishwasher without rinsing it off first (a no-no in our house).
Can you find it in your heart to forgive me? I promise that I'll never do it . . . hey, is that a muffin sitting there on the counter, unattended?
Post Tenebras Lux
Until further notice, we will celebrate everything.
I'm a lumberjack and I'm okay, I sleep all night and work all day. Lumberjack ad:
Getting ready for the Better World Book kickstarter - February 2019