No, that is not a typo in the subject line. Christmas Eve I sat on a piece of pie. How did this happen you ask? Well, I'd like to blame myself but I won't. I'll blame Tim. Yes, that sounds better. After dinner I went and got a piece of pumpkin pie with lots of cool whip. I proceed to take my pie to the living room where Tim gives me the "excuse me, where is my pie" look. How dare I forget to get my man some pie. So, I sat the piece of pie in my chair because the side table was full. Do you see where this is going? I proceeded to fetch my honey up a piece of pie and I made sure to tell my father-in-law to be careful not to sit in my chair because of the pie. I know, I'm thoughtful like that. After I gave Tim his pie, I sat down in my chair. As I sat there I thought "now what was I doing before I got my honey his pie" and then it dawned on me. I sat on my pie. The whole family was in the living room so there was no hiding it. I took the teasing and excused myself to clean up my pie. Luckily we had opened gifts already and my sweet mother-in-law bought me new jammies so I was able to change into the cozy fleece bottoms. So, you see how this was all Tim's fault right? LOL :o)
No, I did not take a picture, I wouldn't subject you all to a scene like that. This is a family friendly blog after all.