Apple Pie (and other things)

I have an insane sweet tooth and I love to bake. (Juuust in case you were wondering.)

I especially love pie and I'm always looking for an excuse to bake one, but rarely have such an occasion. As it turns out, I chose a wonderful husband who doesn't have a sweet tooth whatsoever (the horror), so if I bake a pie I'm solely responsible for its consumption. (That's not to say I haven't baked loads of goodies without rhyme or reason since we've been married; I just try not to make a habit out of it... unless of course you count oatmeal chocolate chip cookies which are a regular part of my unbalanced diet.) 

Anyway, Canadian Thanksgiving was last Monday and what better excuse could I have to make a pie? None, I tell you. Since we stocked up on apples at a farmer's market the previous week, apple was the pie of choice. I enthusiastically went about throwing the whole thing together the morning of Thanksgiving and pulled it out of the oven just before leaving to have Thanksgiving dinner with Ken's family. 

One word described that pie:

Ugly. 

Lumpy, oozy and slightly burnt around the edges. And see my lovely attempt at pie design? 

(It was supposed to be a palm tree.)

On the bright side, it tasted pretty good so I think I have future potential in the pie-baking department. I just need a little more practice and maybe a new husband who likes sugar. 

On an entirely different note, the above picture is in black and white because I was trying to disguise half of my face. Yes, half of it. I had a couple of moles (literally) burned off of my right cheek only days before by a dermatologist, and the procedure left my face in a sore mess. I don't have much in the line of photoshop skills, so when I tried to erase my big ol' wounds in color, this is what I ended up with: 

(Don't mind the crazy eyes.)

It was a slight improvement from what my cheek actually looked like last week, but not by much. (I'll spare you the unedited photos, as the majority of the right side of my face was pretty icky looking.)