A typical morning...

I learned a very important lesson this morning while making breakfast: the pumpkin pie spice jar and the chili powder jar look EXACTLY THE SAME. I'm still gagging a bit thinking of the one bite of oatmeal that made it into my mouth before I realized my mistake.

Here are a few other things that happened before 7 am:

• 4:38 am: I woke up last night in a cold sweat after a nightmare that I got a 74 on my pie test. (Flash forward, this was not the case. I got a 105.)
• 5:40 am: I woke up for real and was hit by an overwhelming disgust for pie. I didn't want to think about it, I didn't want to make it, and I certainly didn't want to eat it. Luckily, this class is almost over and I'll be able to take a pie break until Thanksgiving.
• 5:55 am: I realized I had no clean aprons or chef jackets. Creative tide-penning ensued.
• 6:38 am: While sprinting out the door, doused in tide, I saw another JWU student running down the hall! I wanted to yell out "WHO ARE YOU!? LET'S CARPOOL! HOW ON EARTH DO YOU AFFORD THIS APARTMENT????" Luckily, I realized in the nick of time that this was pretty creepy and kept my mouth shut.
• 6:55 am: Our teacher announced that we could go up to the Mixology class at 9am because it was International Cocktail Day! (Don't worry, they use colored water instead of booze). I later indulged in a "Sexy Passion Lemonade" and decided that its creator should get an F for dropping 25 lemon seeds in my 4 oz drink.
  

As mentioned above, I'm over talking about pies. Instead I will just show you some photos of the tarts that we made.

Cheese Pie (like cheesecake, but a pie. This one was a stretch)



Mini white chocolate tarts.
Mini lemon curd tarts with candied lavender.

Mini chocolate mousse tarts.

Now, if you will excuse me, I have some important business to attend to: