She makes a great shortbread and when she brought them to our luncheon I was pretty glad that they were on a disposable plate because that meant she was not going to bring any home. And sure enough, when all the ladies had gone home, and yes, a couple of them were happy to take one for the road, there were still 3 3/4 left. The 3/4 was the one that had a bite out of it.
My first mistake was telling Darrell how good they tasted. The next thing I know he is tasting one. Yes, he deserved ONE. My next mistake was taking another bite out of the 3/4 cookie. And then there were.......
I lead an exciting life
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