A Sexy Zucchini and a Violent Pie.

Yesterday a coworker brought in the biggest zucchini I had ever seen. I am sure there are bigger, but this was the biggest in my experience.

I was cradling this thing like a child as I was on the bus because it was just so huge and difficult to carry any other way.  

Once on the bus, I bumped into my friend Andrea.  She sat down beside me and started to chat.  I should preface this by saying I wasn't wearing my hearing aids.    So she asked me "What's up with the Zucchini?". But what I heard was "What's up for the weekend?".   My response?

Yeah, Brad's away this weekend.

Her face was just horrified. 

I didn't understand at first why she looked so utterly grossed out.  It didn't take me long to realize my blunder.  Too funny.

Brad is having a guys weekend, so I thought I would send him off with a strawberry-cherry pie.  Thoughtful right?  I thought so.  I got my Betty Crocker on and made the pastry and filling.    However, my pastry skills are clearly lacking and the the pastry cracked.  Since the berry filling is blood red,  the finished pie is kinda giving off a violent type of vibe...