I've been baking all afternoon.
My Grandmother's 94th birthday is tomorrow,
and we are having a humdinger of a Pinochle
tournament here at the house.
Playing pinochle is one of the real joys
of Granny's life. Glad I could help do this for her.

On the other hand... smelling all of this vile wickedness
is torture! Sheer and utter torture!