Sounds like my Mom! She loved burnt toast, disliked pie (only when there wasn't enough to go around), and didn't mind waiting until next year for new shoes. So happy she lived long enough for me to recognize how amazing she was, raising the five of us alone after Dad died. Hey - she successfully ran a concrete business in the 1960s!!!
In honor of her love for cherry pie, here is my interpretation:
I have been quite absent from blogging lately. My son is getting ready to graduate from high school this month, and I am scrambling to finish it before his party. I have a first day of school and a school picture for every year. He won't appreciate it, but I console myself thinking that someday his wife or son might enjoy it!!!