I made two Pecan Pies for Thanksgiving but only one survived. When taking the last pie out of the oven, I caught the edge of the pie on the edge of the table and it flipped, right into the floor. It was a big mess and of course I was the one to clean it up. I was so mad and my spouse didn’t make it any easier…………..he laughed………then I was really mad and hurt…………so, as you can see………..this is what is left of the only pie I had…..when I shared the story with my famly at the dinner, they all laughed as well…………I think I’ll soothe my feelings and eat the rest………don’t you think I should? 
