Yesterday, as I looked at the last piece of apple pie, I hesitated for a moment. What?!? Not because I had any guilt over pigging out for the past 3 days, or any doubt that I would polish off the last piece rather than leave it for another wanton soul. (I made it after all.) It was because I knew that once the last piece of Thanksgiving disappeared, Christmas was upon us. I LOVE Christmas, but it produces a certain level of stress and busyness. I'm hoping to avoid most of it by leaving town for a week and a half right smack in the middle of the Christmas madness. I'm just a little apprehensive about whether a mid-December vacation will alleviate Christmas stress, or simply intensify it given that our Christmas prep will be crammed into fewer days. I'll let you know. Maybe this will become a new Christmas tradition:)
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Amy's pie is the best I have ever tasted--and she deserves the last slice.
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