I Carried A Watermelon

Last week I finally went across the street to our new neighbor’s home to welcome them with a homemade cake. Despite moving in months ago, I was quite busy and well, the least I could do was feign some interest since it was the first time we were both outside.

So, I went to the market, actually debated getting the Jewish apple cake since they’re not from around here… and placed it on a pretty plate that was given to me when I moved in.

After I wrapped it up as if it had just cooled down, I went across the street and introduced myself. “I baked this myself- there are no nuts in it so I hope you’re not allergic.”

Unfortunately for me, when I was getting undressed later that evening, I saw the label and price tag  visibly stuck on my shirt.

About Lady in Red

mom of 3
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