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Although I had booked a room for myself at a conference I recently attended, shortly after I checked in I discovered I had an unwelcomed ...
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I am going to laugh about this all day! I can picture this happening! I love that. Maybe God was warning you they hate pie. Maybe Satan wanted you to make them a different dessert! That's so perfectly what we've all experienced with a simple frustration. I love it! (I ALWAYS buy the Pillsbury ready made crust and then I have to admit that it's store bought crust so my company doesn't think I'm lying and then I worry that they think I'm not a Proverbs 31 woman because I didn't make my crust from scratch and then I worry that I'm fussy over a luxury problem when there are people who don't ever even get to eat pie. (See, I can relate!)
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