Monday, September 13, 2010

Last night I dreamt that I was sitting on top of a gorgeous lemon yellow, bright red, lime green patchwork quilt, up what I think was Emigration Canyon, making felt flower headbands to put on top of a rather large piece of oreo pie for Mr. Stud himself, Mike Holmes' Birthday. I cannot begin to tell you just how confused I am by this odd dream, but I can tell you just how much it made me crave oreo pie. So I made some.

Now you know.

2 comments:

cobra said...

I love pie.

Tice said...

You had me at quilt. I want to see the full rendition of this lovely masterpiece.

And oreo pie? Might be the only kind of pie to actually tempt me. I know. I live here and don't like pie. Why don't I just admit my disgust for jello and be cast out completely...