Anyhoodle, on her last day at my house she decided to make me some bread and rock my world.
I took one bite and my eyes rolled back in my head.
She left me with two loaves and I’ve pretty much eaten my way into a carb coma. I even considered taking the bread to work with me, so no one else could eat it! I almost did! Crazy, right?
Dont worry your pretty little heads! I didn’t take a loaf of bread to work with me!
I hid it instead.