here in sunny Florida. I came home from work early and spent the day
laying around watching old Christmas specials on DVD with the trips. You know theone with Jimmy Duranta as the narrator. OK anyone under 40 probably has no ideawho Jimmy Duranta is, and neither did Iuntil I Googled him. But I promise if you werewatching "Frosty the Snowman" you would hear old
Jimmy D. doing the narrating and can't help but wonder wherehave I heard that voice before... So, as the evening progressed Dawn and I decided it was a lazynight and pizza was in order. I made a run to the grocerand picked up a couple frozen pizzas. One fancy chicken flatbread for me and Dawn and another for the trips. The trips being your typical picky kids only like simplecheese and peperoni pizza. However, one of the problems withfrozen pizza is the size. I am not sure if this is another vanilla(for a explanation of vanilla see my first blog post) marketingtechnique. But the larges are only really medium size pizzas. Well, the kids were lucky to each have a piece of pizza.Dawn and I devoured our flat bread pizza. Which for a guy witha appetite like mine, is only a apa-teaser (pun intended). Iwould have loved to eat the second half of the kid's pizza,except they all insisted on getting a second piece to entertainthemselves during dinner. Well, my kid's see I am hungry and bring me a piecefrom their plate. Each piece has been so nicely manipulatedand picked at to a point my dogs wouldn't be interested in eatingit. Dawn gave me that look and commented to make sure I thankthem for their thoughtfulness. However, after looking at the pizza,I lost my appetite.
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