The Letter B

Fresh coffee, the Macy's Day Parade, the smell of pumpkin pie baking, football... I can't believe Thanksgiving is in seven days. Ridiculous! And J heads out to TX tomorrow for ten days, which makes for a ridiculously bummed me. Just who the heck am I supposed to bug?! I see a lot of baking in my future, since that's what I do when I'm bummed, bored, or any other adjective that starts with 'B'. Pie anyone?