Sunday, August 5, 2012

Not a great weekend for pie.


Friday: See this disaster.

Saturday: a pre-planned blackout day for Pie Week. Nothing to be alarmed about.

Sunday: I go to the Brooklyn Flea to get pie amongst the treasures of antique booths and the citizens of New York City. Instead, I faint due to dehydration.

No pie. No treasures.

Just me, some homeless people and free water at the cooling triage.


2 comments:

  1. Juj... Did you really faint?????? I'm so sorry. That's scary and no fun. And grasshopper bar... Bleck. :/

    Are you ok now???? Big smooches.

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  2. JUJIE!!! Sooo wish you'd taken a pic at the triage...

    seriously, glad you're ok sweetie.

    Daddy's comment... "You should always go for the pie first... then you'd feel ok to get the jewels." :o) Oh, Daddy .... so practical! :o)

    xoxo from us

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