Clever Creature

PIE. My most guilty and gluttonous vice as of late. Ever since Christmas, it's been getting out of control. I don't even know the disgusting amount of pie I've been eating these past couple of months. I know I've gained some [ok ok 10 lbs!!! ;( ] weight and I've been blaming the winter for my hibernation fat that has accumulated around my torso and hips area. But I've been doing some thinking and some real self-inspection and I now realize--sadly-- that the real culprit is PIE.
I guess it all started Christmas Eve dinner. I decided to make my very first pie, so I used a frozen crust and blueberries and it turned out okay, but it was no Marie Callendar's. ONE pie doesn't sound too bad, but it drastically took a turn for the worst the next when Dom and I were made to take home four-- I kid you not-- FOUR Marie Callendar pies upon leaving his dad's house from Christmas day. Razzleberry pie, pumpkin, and 2 french apple pies...
So, as not to be rude, and especially because a pie is a terrible terrible thing to waste, we [meaning mostly me] ate all four pies including the pie I made the day before. ALL OF THEM!
In less than two weeks.
I know.
I know.
I am disgusting. That's not all though. Since then, I have made a couple more pies at home as well as having Dom pick me up some from Marie Callendar's. Lemon meringue, banana cream, ahdsnvkl'wseih .......
Sheesh louise! I never ever excercise, but I have a feeling that if you dangled a fresh pie in front of me I'd keep running like those gerbils you see on TV. That's how bad this is. I LOVE PIE !!!