3.14

There are very few times when I think I would like to be back in high school. I did not particularly enjoy my high school years. I was tall. Very tall. And thin. Very thin. Think 5'10 and 114 pounds. I was awkward, shy and quiet. I preferred to be invisible. (The only thing in that description that still applies is that I am still tall. I also think I am shy but most people would tell you that I am not. )

Anyway, back to this high school thing. Today, March 14th, I wouldn't mind being in high school. Because today, 3.14, is PIE day. At least at The Boy's school. It's the only day that everyone loves math. Because they celebrate all things PIE. Including this:

Everyone brings a pie to math class. Then they spend the class period sampling each other's pie. What a great idea! The Boy took a homemade (by his grandmother) chocolate pie. Traditionally, hers is the first to be eaten. That pie sat in my refrigerator all night, taunting me everytime I passed by. Dh ate dinner at his mom's (the pie maker) last night and she had an extra piece for him. (Extra piece? How does one get an extra piece of pie? I suspect she made two and they ate the second one all up!)

So happy pie day, internets! May you find the flavor you love and indulge yourself. I'm going to sneak over to the school and pretend that I'm sixteen and in geometry class!