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?
"The rule of no realm is mine. But all worthy things that are in peril as the world now stands, these are my care. And for my part, I shall not wholly fail in my task if anything that passes through this night can still grow fairer or bear fruit and flower again in days to come. For I too am a steward. Did you not know?" Gandolf
Happily living in the valley of the dried frogs with a few tiny ads.