yesterday kimberly schlapman from little big town filmed a pilot for a cooking show in our kitchen.
at 7:30 i got up to make a quick pot of coffee before the madness ensued and climbed right back into bed with my mug to catch up on some e-mails. around 8 o'clock the circus came to town. a dozen camera/lighting men, one loud new york woman, 3 giant boxes of cookware, and blonde curls for days came barging in and immediately started moving furniture out of the den and redecorating the kitchen.
in true megan fashion i met most of the crew in my pajamas: shorts, t-shirt, off the shoulder sweater, glasses, and a mess of bed head. i apologized to kimberly for walking around their office for the day looking like a homeless woman and she told me i looked "cute as pie". she's a good liar. that one poured right out of her mouth like melted butter.
her daughter, daisy, joined her to film the last bit of the segment. she said her daddy always says, "dessert before dinner". i think the schlapman's are my soulmates.
i left for the day and came home 8 hours later to a spotless house. the circus came and went like it was never there. not a stake left in the ground. only the smell of chicken pot pie in the air and a dangerous plate of sea salt brownies left on the counter. guess who had dessert before dinner tonight...?