Sunday evening: Bored and hungry. Pumpkin pie is calling my name. As I take it out of the fridge...not slowly and carefully, 'cause by now I am literally salivating and I can't wait another second, the plate slips out of my hand and lands face down on the floor. Rational Lita tells herself, "now the temptation is gone--good riddance." Irrational Lita puts the pie back in the fridge.
Monday evening: After a bowl of turkey soup, just need a little sumpn' sumpn' sweet.
Don't judge.
2 comments:
Ohhhh! I'm not kidding. This looks good even on a blog. I love pumpkin pie and this looks like it had been a really good one...maybe in a wreck like Tiger Woods...but really a good one.
If any more pies get left undone at your place I know an office friend who would take it off your hands....really.
No judgement coming here. Yeeeum!
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