Ugh! Even at limiting myself to just a bit of each item I still ate too much. Tis the way of it, I suppose. So why, then, am I wanting another piece of pie. I don’t /really/ want another piece of pie, I only think I do. Let’s see if I can hold out until tomorrow (and, no, I don’t mean midnight).

Hanging out at Mom’s was cool. We watched a few movies and the dog show. It was kind of nice that the dog who won best of show was the only dog in the finals who didn’t have a best in show title to his/her credit. Mom was put out that the Frenchie didn’t make it to the finals, but bot too much so.