Here's how it all turned out. : )
Harses, harses, harses, harses!
Just kidding.
(Yes, I dropped my brand new candy thermometer into the 300 degree toffee. At least I had the good sense to fish it out with a spoon instead of with my fingers.)
Sam: And it was...magic.
Annie (simultaneously): Magic.
Sam: What did you just hear me say?
Jonah: "Six, maybe seven."
Sam: Seven. EIGHT! Mary Kelly!
Annie: You'll recognize her by the disappointed look on her face.
Sam: Do you know where Oklahoma is?
Jonah: Somewhere in the middle?
Sam: Somewhere in the middle, yeah. Somewhere in the middle. I'm not even going to think about what they're not teaching you in school.
Annie: I'm having all of these fantasies about some man whom I've never even met!
Sam: She could peel an applie in one long curvy strand. The whole apple.
Merry Christmas indeed!
