Saturday, June 21, 2014


Before going upstairs to tuck Edie in I made the comment: "I'm DEFINITELY having a slice of pie when I come back downstairs." The pie was only recently acquired and there was more than half a pie left last night when I had a (second) slice.

15 minutes later, I came downstairs and excitedly approached the pie. Only to find this:

Because we have been married for a long time, I immediately knew Jeff was fucking with me. I looked through the pass-thru in the kitchen to see Jeff snickering in the living room. After a good laugh I demanded to know where the pie really was. Super sincerely, he replied, "There's a slice in the microwave for you."

This is what I found in the microwave:

Which is actually, just about right.

Later, while eating my pie I pictured Jeff carefully extracting half a pie from the pan and hiding it just to mess with me and laughed. He saw me laughing to myself and apparently, knowing what I was laughing about, said, "It would have been better if I was quietly eating a slice of pie in the living room when you found the pie missing…. but I wasn't hungry." 


lindsey. said...

You two are perfect for one another.

sandralbruton said...

I can't stop laughing!!!

Mary Anne said...

I heart Jeff and Jill stories. You're the cutest.