poor charming billy

Oh, where have you been,
Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Oh, where have you been,
Charming Billy?
I have been to seek a wife,
She's the joy of my life,
She's a young thing
And cannot leave her mother.
...
Can she make a cherry pie,
Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Can she make a cherry pie,
Charming Billy?
She can make a cherry pie,
Quick as a cat can wink an eye,
She's a young thing
And cannot leave her mother.

it looks like i'll never catch a husband. (ha.) i tried to make the treats i posted about from the AntiCraft.... and had only marginal success. there is something about me and pie-crust-like-things that doesn't agree. i think the crust knows i hate it. or that i am not a huge fan of eating pie to begin with.

no one tell my grandmother. she'll be very disappointed and i will have to hear the story all over again about how my cousin baked a blueberry pie for her father-in-law on his birthday and what a great success that was.

and then i will have to explain to her why i have not made a pie success story out of myself.

again.