Me: I’m baking you a pumpkin pie.
HWMMS: A pie? Why?
Me: Because I grabbed it in the freezer while looking for something else and it told me to bake it for you. Any other questions?
In other words, when a pie speaks to you. You listen. Also you may have been on bed rest all weekend and out of work for three days sick and a little delirious.?
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