IT'S TIME FOR PIE

So yesterday blew. Royally.

I had to call the bank, balance the checkbook, pay our insurance. (I really just wanted to spend the money on shoes, but B informs me that that would be irresponsible. Who knew?)

It sucked. I don't know, I was just in a funk.

Until Stacy came over and brought me this.

HOW COOL IS SHE!?!?!

Of course, I then had to make a pie to put in my kick ass new cake stand. I didn't want it to look all sad, just sitting there empty on it's first day. I ended up making a chocolate puddin' pie. Yum. The crust actually turned out all right, which is crazy, 'cause I'm not exactly known for pies. Anyway. It. Was. Good. So Good.

So big up to Stac for dragging me out of my funk with a little piece of retro happiness. Rock on.

It's strange actually having a friend close by. She called, came over, we watched movies and I made pie. Weird, right? I mean, B is like my bestest bud in the whole world, but sometimes, just looking at his loveable mug makes me want to tear phonebooks in half with my bare hands.

All I'm sayin', is it's nice to have friend.

P.S. The flea market rocked, but I'm glad it's only 3 times a year, 'cause I'm still recovering. Wow.