dear Ana,
my husband baked a pie for me.
i had some.
too much, really.
but then, everything is too much.
too much to resist.
that's why i've always been ed-nos.
Mia might come by for a visit.
i know how you despise her
and i know you're right.
she always takes advantage of when i'm alone.
my husband is going out of town.
so its me, myself, and pie.
Mia makes it a party.
