Speaking of pumpkin pie...

About twenty minutes before Brad got home from work, I had dinner in the oven and I was STARVING because I'd skipped lunch. I was trying to ignore the smell of baking potatoes when who should appear at my door but my visiting teacher! She brought me a freshly baked pumpkin pie made from fresh pumpkins and it was still a little warm from the oven. She couldn't stay to chat, she just handed me the pie, asked how I was, and had to run.

Okay, so it was about fifteen minutes until Brad came home and dinnertime...

Of course I sat right down and had a big slice. It was delicious.