Because Jeff has authors in town and authors in town sometimes means dinner away from home, the girls and I decided to declare this evening Pizza Night.
We left the house at 5:15 to pick up our produce bag from the co-op.
If you’re interested in the contents, here is the photo:
Lettuce and sweet potatoes and garlic and apples and peaches and bananas and strawberries and peppers and tomatoes and green beans and corn and grapes and artichokes. I predict zero waste this time around. Artichokes!
On the way home we stopped by Little Caesars. (Little Caesars is not particularly GOOD, but a cheese pizza is $5 and it’s definitely edible.) The boy working the drive-thru window was very smiley, and probably high.
Meredith: Mom, I think that guy likes you.
Me: Why would you say that?
Meredith: He can’t stop smiling at you.
Me: Meredith, that has nothing to do with me. I think it’s just his demeanor.
Meredith: Are you talking about his privates?!
Me: Yes. I’m talking about his privates. Do you want Crazy Bread?
Meredith: Yes, please. WHAT IS DEMEANOR?!