Monday mornings mean meetings at MudWorks.
(Oh, the alliteration on that one...sheesh!)
We used to eat donuts. But they are bad...and some of us (from time to time) try to do better. It was a welcome treat when we were greeted by an apple cake left from a visit by Todd. If Martha Stewart was a man she would be Todd. But I'm beginning to connect the dots and I have a feeling the apple didn't fall far from the tree. If it did... it bounced right into this delicious apple cake. She'll never know about this post so if you see Mama Carr let her know she is one mighty baker. And her son...is pretty amazing, too!
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