We had pizza for dinner last night.
Because Boo needed an empty pizza box for the scene in his ‘series’ where he walks into the laundry and tries to get in the dryer which is apparently a freezer that will freeze him for a million years.
POINT IS he will be frozen and I will get a sleep in.
If it works.
Otherwise we just have a HUGE kid trying to squeeze into a dryer while his mother holds the video camera mouthing ‘do it with FEELING!’
I am pretty sure I probably shouldn’t let him do that.
ANYWAY last night we had pizza. And they fucked up the order so they gave us the fucked up one for free.
Which is weird, but I digress.
So I got home from work all ready for my garlic prawn pizza of awesome after a day where I could not for the fucking life of me get my right eye to FOCUS OMG FOCUS YOU MOTHERFUCKER WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!??!?! and discovered that my soon to be a famous director (or sent to his motherfucking room) son had thrown out all the spinach and prawns and eaten the cheese off the pizza so it looked like this:
So I ate it anyway.
Cause although I wasn’t hungry per se, I would do anything to feel better.
And I did.*
And I am submitting my discovery to Mr Nobel Peace for my prize.
I hope it is a pony.
Does he have a blog?
*well I DID have some ibuprofen and a couple of glasses of water and my eye is still all fucked up… BUT I ate pizza and my headache went away so TOTALLY MEDICAL BREAKTHROUGH!