Yes, yes I can.
Cody has been dropped at the spa - he so didn't want to go in. It's amazing to see how much he's changed since Rocky passed in the summer. Talk about separation anxiety. I know that it's good for him and for us and he's always excited when we go to pick him up.
Today is Godson Josh's birthday and he's going to be 6! *sniff* I love him so much I could just squeeze his little cheeks and snug his ear and
Tell me he's not a keeper!
We're going for pizza which is a new food group for me since I have discovered Domino's pizza.
Pizza and I have had a long relationship of me hating it's existence and it always showing up to make sure my tummy tanked in all it's wondrous glory. My family are pizz-aholics and Pizza Hut is the pizza of champions. It has always caused me problems but the last time I had ONE piece my stomach decided to pay me back for over a month.
I decided last (one before this one) Christmas (my family brings in pizza on Christmas Eve (tradition) and since it's the only thing available I usually eat it) that I just couldn't eat Pizza Hut anymore.
One night my hubby wants pizza and I figure I would call someplace new and see if they delivered. Now, I shouldn't have even tried it but like normal the pantry was bare and I needed something so I re-heated a piece from Bob's leftovers.
The next time he ordered I thought I would try a slice and again nothing.
Now, poor Bob has to fight me to get his toppings on the pizza! I do love me some pineapple let me tell you - Bob believes pineapple is one of the deadly sins - meh.
HOLY CRAP - Why am I talking about pizza!?
This is what I mean, I've got nothing, nada, zip.
February blows and I have yet to find a book to read.
I promise not to blog again until I have a book at least part way read.
My gift to you.
Don't say I never give you anything!