pie time.

{but then again, when is it not pie time?}

Confession: I made this apple pie.

And, minus the 2 slices I gave to the neighbors

the 1 slice my daughters ate,

and the 1 slice that's still in the fridge 'cause I can't believe my own next statement:

I ate that pie up.

That's half of a pie, people.

I'm trying not to think about how terrible that is for my arteries.

But oh, boy. 

It was good.

Happy new week, all!

{insert apple-pie-juicey kisses here}