What I’m allowed to eat on Monday:
I asked if vodka counted as a clear liquid and Doogie (the doctor) thought I was kidding.
So I’m making up for it today:
Ok. Fine. I’m not really going to eat it all.
I was voluntold that I was baking for DeathWatch 09*, so I spent the morning playing in the kitchen. One of each went to the neighbor, the other pie went to my mom and I’m saving the other pan of brownies for a faceplant later.
Y’all have no idea how hard it was to give away that other pan of brownies.
Happy Weekend y’all!
*The crazy little neighbor that has been in a coma for almost three weeks was taken to hospice earlier in the week. Believe me, she’d be the first to be joking about all of this.