Eating A Third Of A Pie

 

 

Yup

Now, I am saying just how much self restraint I have.  Dana made a blackberry pie for the celebration last night.  And I didn’t even get any.  Those guests ate two whole thirds. So here I am in the morning before My Rebecca is up and I am doing all sorts of geometry on this goodie.   This is how Euclide learned so much I’m sure.   I wish I could do a handsome “pie” chart right here on the blog.  I’d have the pie of course and Rebecca, Dana and Catherine.  Then there is Rick and Caroline, Kelly, Meredith, Jessika with the pineapple she brought. And Bill the Cancer Commando and Janeen.  They have three Rhodesian Ridgebacks whose tails would be wagging and the pie might actually get lost.

So, anyway,  I just finished one piece which turned one third of the pie into one quarter, roughly.  So, I am thinking that I could make it disappear in two more sessions, if I wanted too.  But I have to sample the cupcakes that one of my nurses made for us.  What a sweetheart.  She made carrot cupcakes with cream cheese frosting.  So I will not starve to death around here.

Well,  I am still fighting my viral infection.  My appetite isn’t up to par.  That must be why I am so fixated on deserts.  Hopefully this will pass soon.

I have to check in with one of my work projects, time to go.  Have a good day where you are, love, Felipe.