At 8:00, I realized that there truly wasn't any food in the house and we had no dinner. I remembered I had a Chef Boyardee pizza kit in the pantry. Day saved! Nope, wait...I didn't have any mozzarella cheese in the fridge. Bummer. That actually sounded kind of good, even for an emergency meal.
So I headed two doors down to my aunt's house in search of mozzarella. I think she felt sorry for me since it was 8:00 and I was just thinking about dinner. I told her I was putting together a pizza from a box and needed cheese. She headed to her freezer and pulled out an enormous homemade frozen pizza and handed it to me. I almost cried. Her homemade pizza is something to be desired! I know it's a special thing and a huge sacrifice to give a frozen one to me. She insisted. So instead of this for dinner,
We indulged on this:
Isn't life good? Turns out, Hubby just had some sort of infection. They pumped him full of nausea meds, pain meds, and antibiotics. He is feeling much better today, thank the good Lord!