Ordered pizza last night for dinner. Kids got a pepperoni & bacon and I got an anchovy & banana pepper. Also got a side of cheese bread. Nom.
This is the second time since Mikey's been gone that we've ordered pizza. This time, it was a little past dinner when the doorbell rang and the kids were there before I was. Once I moved them and got the door open, Jason started screaming "ZA-ZA!!" at the top of his lungs and basically trying to get out to tackle the pizza man & steal his pizza.
I think Dominos knows our address by now because we've never had anything but awesome, polite delivery persons. One's grabbed the cat for me after it ran out, one held the doors and stared down the kids so I could maneuver the pizza boxes inside, and they've all been enthusiastic and worked up the kids by repeating Jason's "Yay! Pizza!" attitude.
Of course, aren't kids supposed to WANT to eat pizza for breakfast, lunch, AND dinner? Mine don't seem to agree with this but it's the only way the 3 of us can take down 2 medium pizzas in under a week. lol
Hell. I broke the computer chair. I just leaned back and one of the bolts holding the back/armrests onto the seat pulled out. Because I totally wanted to spend my afternoon hunting down an allen wrench to fix it.
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