the friday feed: pizza

The first day of spring was one of those cold and rainy March days. Todd was on the phone with some people he consults for. (I know, I know...it's a common belief that you don't end a sentence with a preposition but in real life it's perfectly acceptable to do so. In case you were wondering, the idea that ending a sentence with a preposition is incorrect stems from Latin grammar, where prepositions typically precede their objects). There's your useful/useless info for the day 😊

I had an appointment with the oral surgeon to get my tooth implant placed and it took about an hour under local anesthetic to get that little screw into my jawbone. That drill was so loud and screechy and my shoulders were so tense for the longest 60 minutes that ever lasted. When I got home, I was exhausted and numb and after the novocaine wore off, a little bit tender. 

Dinnertime rolled around and I was in no mood to plan or fix any dinner. Time to order pizza. Typically we get a large pizza with sausage or pepperoni and a couple vegetables. This time around, I ordered two smalls: veggie for me and pepperoni, sausage, and mushroom for Todd. He was busy doing whatever so I picked up the pizzas and on the way home I was cold so heated seats for the bum and a warm pizza box for the lap. Ahhhh...nice. And then a glass of wine with dinner. Life was fine after that.

warm pizza box that sits

on my lap makes the drive home

so very cozy.