pie

Call me a woman, but there is something about making a pie that makes my heart jump*. Starting a post with that sentence would lead you to believe that I made a pie today and I didn't, but I did read Jenna from Eat Live Run's* post** on her pie-making experience (twice). Then I stared at the pictures and thought about how late I would have to stay up tonight to make a pie. The time I calculated with my trusty Auburn Degree was too late for the day I have tomorrow.

The bottom line is that I was made to live in the country and make pies all summer. I'm wondering when God will act-- I'm sure he already knows, but his timing is so off.

That's all.

*The first time I typed that sentence I wrote "makes my heart hump," on accident and laughed out loud. I just had to tell you.
**So you know, Meagan loves Jenna. One time she almost got to eat lunch with her, but then had to cancel, and she cried when her brother died in April of 2009. We take blogs really seriously.