What's Better Than Pie?
Last night AM and I had a pie-themed playdate. She, having recently adopted a food processor (named it yet, girlfriend?), was having fits over making dough. She made a scrumptious chicken pot pie, and delegated dessert to me. Not having time, we swang by Village Inn to pick up something fruity on our way over.
The manager was manning the register and struck up a conversation while the girls and I pondered which pie was most worthy. Every pie we mentioned, he would note whose favorite it was (his, his nephew's, etc.). So many choices! We ultimately settled on apple, and after he had boxed it up I held out my credit card. He waved it off, saying this one was on the house. Huhwha? "Really??" He said, "I'm allowed to do promotions. Happy Fur Rondy!"
::tangent about the Rondy::
The Fur Rondy is one of those crazy Alaskan events that I haven't been able to embrace. Running a carnival in freezing temperatures? Insane, you ask me. Still, I'm all for Fur Rondy when it means free pie. Happy Fur Rondy to you, too, dude!
::end tangent about the Rondy::
He also mentioned that it was obvious that we were regulars. hahaha
My first thought was, "FREE PIE!! WOOO! I should still buy one and then I'd have TWO!" but the inclination was subdued. Having two when only one was called for is a lesson I've tried to take to heart recently, one that I've given a loved one a particularly hard time about. I thanked the kind, kind man, and we headed over to AM's for Pie Night, where I posed her the question, "What's better than pie?" The look of confusion on her face was priceless. She thought it a trick. Not at all. The answer: "Free pie."
Later that evening, after the girls had finally gone to bed (late from their overstimulation while playing with Boog and Junior), I had a little online time with mister mrtl. It wasn't long before he bested free pie with a comment about his day.
"we leave here tonight"
And suddenly breathing was that much easier. He may even be out of Baghdad by now.
The joy of the thought of having him back so soon has enabled me to endure more than I thought myself capable. Take, for instance, the poo dropping incident today. (How's that for a segue?)
Jem and her stinky butt were on the changing table. When I lifted the diaper from under her, the mass of poo rolled right out. Instinctively I tried to catch it, and contrary to the norm I caught it... before it rolled off my hand and onto the edge of the changing table. UGH UGH UGH UGH! !!!!11 Jem found my reaction quite amusing, anyway.
No, that's not better than pie.
Free pie is definitely good, but I do believe that there is nothing better than NOT being in Baghdad. (We should all spend some time today appreciating the fact that we're not in Baghdad.) Woohoo!
Thank you for telling us about the pie before telling us about the poop.
Posted by: Sharkey | 2008.02.25 at 05:17 AM
I believe blueberry wine could assist in the naming process, don't you?
Yay for leaving that bitch, Iraq! WOO HOO!!! (maybe I'll meet him before you leave me. sob)
um...you washed your hands right?
Posted by: Amber | 2008.02.25 at 10:07 AM
Free pie and Mr. Mrtl? PERFECTION!
Posted by: von Krankipantzen | 2008.02.25 at 11:51 AM
I am so unbelievably happy for you and Mister Mrtl's news. Whew! The poo, notsomuch, but still kind of good because skin cleans easier than carpet.
Posted by: Undercover Mutha | 2008.02.25 at 02:56 PM
you and your at-home-hubby-bubby will be living just 100 miles or so from my friends soon, so i may have to pay you a visit to mess up some pies (therefore NOT infringing on your f'ing up some pastries), or we can just plain eat-lots-of-food-and-enjoy-margaritas-and-start-a-new-trend. wooohoo! hubby's comin' hooome!
Posted by: RzDrms | 2008.02.25 at 07:42 PM
I am so thrilled that I stopped by tonight to read this good news. (Well, the 90% good and the 10% crappy. Ha!)
LOVE TO YOU AND THE FAMILY!!
Posted by: ~Kabe | 2008.02.26 at 06:38 AM
Mr. Mrtl did indeed top the free pie. Who knew it was possible? Yay!
Posted by: Ern | 2008.02.26 at 10:49 AM
Oooh, it's now two days later... does that mean he's out -- and does that mean on his way home?!?
Posted by: Daphne | 2008.02.26 at 12:44 PM
ROTFLMAO - - oh yes! that was great (and I know I sooo gotta it comin' to me now, having taken delight in your poopy mishap!)
You can laugh about it now, right? in retrospect, hands washed?
Posted by: Annejelynn | 2008.02.29 at 12:10 AM
I've only just read this post so I'm a little late, but I'm so happy for all of you! Free pie and Mister mrtl leaving there? Fantastic!
Posted by: Bente | 2008.02.29 at 01:03 PM