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He ruined the chocolate pies. My pumpkins looked perfect. But I had to give him credit for making pies at all--lots of husbands wouldn't even think of helping with the food offering. It's the first year my sister Jean and her husband Lee are having woman Thanksgiving at woman their new house in Maine. We had been assigned what to bring. Specific pies. Two pumpkin, two chocolate. I called my mother before we got on the woman road, looking for guidance. I explained to her about the pies never setting over night and how they looked like watery puddles in the refrigerator. "Well, when I talked to your sister last night, her kids were yelling about chocolate pie in the background. She put Lindsay on the phone, and I asked her what her favorite kind of pie was. She said chocolate." Thanks Mom. Thanks for the encouragement. "Just stop on the way and buy some chocolate pudding mix.
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