Mmmm.... I made this peach pie with a real homemade crust for the Labor Day weekend festivities. It was the first time I've made a pie from scratch and it was gooo-ooood, if I do say so myself.
Dave and I saw this car on the highway. The back window says, "Be jealous, I'm a MILF." Now I hope that I can be as hot of a mama as Paula, but if anyone freakin' proclaims this on the back of my car after I have the baby, I'm kickin' their ass!
That ain't no little smokie! It is a mutant! Aaahhhhh!!!!!
FYI - Next Wednesday is International Talk Like a Pirate Day, and the mania is spreading. This weekend begins the Second Annual St. Louis Pirate Festival... Argh!
Tell me the logic of this: The Gap Rewards program used to give you 1 reward point per dollar spent. After earning 200 points, you recieve a $10 coupon to use on your next purchase. The new program gives you 5 reward points per dollar spent and after earning 1000 points, you recieve a $10 coupon to use on your next purchase.
Now, I'm no mathematician, so could somebody please explain to me how this is a benefit?
Dave and I will be embarking on an all football weekend... Mizzou game on Saturday, Rams game on Sunday. I'll be sure to update you next week!
6 comments:
The pie looks great! Was it as scary as you thought it would be, making it from scratch?
Why would anyone call themselves a MILF? I thought that was a term someone else bestowed upon you...not something you could call yourself (especially if you write out the words it stands for...then the person calling themselves one just sounds like an idiot).
Bake me a pie, woman!
My mom and her boyfriend are going to the Mizzou gaame today and the Rams game tomorrow too :)
I used to make peach pies from scratch but not anymore. I can't stand making the pie crust. It is a real pain in the behind. So I just buy the crust now and then make the rest from scratch. I know I'm lazy.
I want that pie!
I will not talk like a pirate.
Sorry, but you're a MILF. Get used to it.
Tell BDD he needs to post a post.
Ohhhhhhhhhh!
Pie!!
I hope it tasted as lovely as it does in my well-developed, portly person's taste-magination.
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