10/09/2026
The Continuing Adventures of Miss Bonnie: A Woman Who Plays to Win š„§š
Allow me to introduce you to Miss Bonnie.
She's somewhere north of 80, wears bright red lipstick, has impeccable taste in clothes, and wouldn't dream of leaving the house without looking fabulous.
She is, in a word, a DELIGHT.
I first met Miss Bonnie several years ago when she arrived at my front door, grown son in tow, to collect some pies she'd ordered for her family. I suspect her son was there to make sure his mama wasn't wandering into a stranger's kitchen in pursuit of baked goods.
A perfectly reasonable precaution.
We've gotten to know each other over the years, and somewhere along the way, this spunky, hilarious, beautifully put-together lady wiggled her way right into my heart.
Life has brought her some unexpected chapters, including a rather wonderful new romance! She's since married a gentleman named Tom, whom I've yet to meet, but judging by Miss Bonnie's unmistakable glow, I'd say she's positively twitterpated.
And apparently, love isn't the only thing keeping her young.
There's also the thrill of VICTORY.
A few Christmases ago, Miss Bonnie approached me with a proposition.
She needed peanut butter cookies for her family's Christmas cookie contest.
"But don't make them too pretty," she instructed.
You see, Miss Bonnie intended to enter those cookies as her own.
And WIN.
Dear reader, she won. š
Her family immediately cried foul, insisting there was absolutely no way she'd made those cookies herself.
Eventually, she confessed.
She did NOT, however, surrender the title.
And now? Miss Bonnie is back in the competitive baking circuit.
Her latest request? Halloween-themed cherry pies.
For another contest.
Naturally.
I have no idea what explanation she's prepared this time, but I suspect it will be entertaining.
I'm rooting for her. Adora, my oven, is technically an accomplice and has declined to comment.
Miss Bonnie is one of those wonderful people who reminds me that growing older doesn't mean growing dull. There's still love to find, laughter to share, lipstick to wear, and apparently, baking competitions to win by whatever means necessary.
Go get 'em, Miss Bonnie. We're bringing home another title. š„§ā¤ļø