Ahhhh a holdiay.
No school. No dance.
We are lazing our day away on the couch, watching Rachel Ray on daytime television (my guilty pleasure I never get to indulge in) getting ready to have a Dance Moms marathon (what else?) and little Lu Lu says she is getting hungry.
Not feeling like cooking, since a trip to Kroger is unaviodable within the next few days (“all we have are ingredients Mom!”) I find a DiGoirno mini pizza lonely in the fridge, begging to be eaten.
So I take a peek at the cooking instructions and I see you can put it in the oven (I thought all of these personal pan foods had to be “fixed” in the microwave!) When I say, “Lu, it’s going to take about 23 minutes…will you waste away during that time?” I get an enthusiastic whoop.
“It’s going in the oven and not the microwave? Sweet!”
THIS is what my busy life has become. Ahhhh the little things.
Lord help me.