Below are the top poll results of the "What are your favorite mysteries?" poll. If you haven't read these authors, maybe you can find a new favorite in the list. (and thank you to the people who picked me even though I said not to! :)  )

I have a niece selling Girl Scout cookies, so even though I try very hard not to eat them, I had to buy them. (I used to sell them, so I get it!)

So, what to do with them?

So it's official, Archer's more famous than me.

Mike and I watch English Premier League Football (soccer) and they have a thing where you can submit yourself, or your kids or your pets, dressed up for "Premier League Morning."  We bought a scarf of our team, the Wolverhampton Wanderers (Wolves) --- which will come in really handy here in South Florida --- and submitted Archer wearing it. Then for weeks we looked for it... and then...

So, I finally cracked The Air-Fryer Fried-Chicken Puzzle (boy does that sound like a cozy mystery...). I'm including my recipe so you can avoid the three attempts and burnt crusts I suffered in pursuit...

When he's wet, Archer likes to weave repeatedly around my legs in a figure-eight pattern, rubbing himself like a cat.  Sometimes he picks one leg to circle instead. When he does he bumps into his own super-long tail... and bites it... turning himself into a neverending circle as he goes around and around.

I have two special new releases for you today, but first - we'd noticed Archie loves moving all his toys to his little house, but we didn't realize phase two was moving himself into his toy box. I guess this is what happens when hoarders fill out their real home...

Isn't it gorgeous? I took the old "stuffed crust" pizza one notch up and made my whole crust out of cheese!  I've been Keto-ish for about a year and a half now so finding solutions for bread is a big deal for me, so this keto pizza really solved some problems. The best part about it, before you roll your eyes at the word Keto, is that Mike is NOT Keto and he made himself a normal pizza when I made this one... and he liked mine a lot better! Ha! Score one for Keto!

Poor Archie was attacked by his bed last week. He barely survived...

My mother loves chocolate cake, but that dessert is an endangered species. Nowadays every "chocolate cake" on a restaurant menu is that dense, flourless "death by chocolate" stuff, and she likes classic chocolate cake. So, I make her one for her birthday, because I'm a tremendous, award-winning daughter.

Our boy is here! We were TOLD he's a Bordoodle, but we're pretty sure he's a BorShoodle (Border Collie/Baby Shark/Standard Poodle) and while he looks big in this photo, he's only twelve pounds and nine weeks old and an evil genius sent from another planet to taunt us.

If you don't think he could be part baby shark, I'd like to bring your attention to exhibit #1:

I really wanted donuts this morning, but I couldn't talk anyone into going and buying them for me. Bastards. So I made a pie. It made sense to me at the time. I had 8-9 peaches that were getting ready to go around the bend, so it was a good way to save them, too.

The Sugar Peach Pie is like a sweet custard with peaches in it, sitting in a crust. There is no top crust. It is fairly easy to make and was a big favorite of mine as a kid because it is pretty sweet. I mean, it's not a donut, but it works in a pinch.