Yesterday just wasn't a good day. Lots of screaming, whining, carrying Luke around, headaches, and sniffles. (In fact, I took Luke to the doctor to rule out an ear infection, and she confirmed that the teeth were moving like crazy without making me feel stupid for wasting her time). So, Mike and I waved the white flag and ordered pizza last night. He left me in charge while he put Luke down (for the record, bad idea to put tired, indecisive Mommy in charge of such a decision). I decided to try a new place because we had coupons - a free small pizza with purchase of an 18 inch pizza sounded good for leftovers through the weekend. What showed up, however, wasn't even close to 18 inches in diameter. It was more like an 18 inch radius...the total should have clued me in a bit, but hey, I figured it must just be really good pizza. I was pretty much giggling about the absurdity of my purchase the entire night, and here was our conversation as I put away the rest of the 3/4 pizza.
J: We don't have a refrigerator in this house this box will fit in.
M: Not even close. Is there something else you can put it in?
J: I'll try Ziplocs. Hmmm...might have to use one gallon size for each piece.
M: Is there anything else larger you can use?
J: I know we don't have any tupperware large enough. Maybe I can get two pieces in each bag.
M: How about a garbage bag?
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Oh my ... and we'll bet it wasnt' ANYTHING like Ponticello's :)
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