Weighed in this morning again – and I’m happy to say I had another loss! Minus 1.2 pounds this week. I have been faithful to Weight Watchers and counting my points – and mostly I haven’t felt the least bit hungry. Unfortunately, I have been craving pizza – so today for lunch we got pizza and I ate an entire small pizza – it was soooooooo good. But that will put me over for my points for the day. At least it is the beginning of the week so I have plenty of time to get back on track and still lose.
We didn’t have quite the weather we were predicted to get – but the driveway was drifted shut so I cancelled all of my meetings and appointments for today and stayed in. Well, stayed in as in I didn’t get my van out of the driveway. But I did get in Warren’s 4×4 truck and ride with him into town (groceries, bank, dad’s and pizza).
I’m grateful I have a job that gives me some degree of flexibility. I’m also so thankful for the continued weight loss (and my pizza).
In the town I grew up in, we had a pizza place called Z-Place. It was where everyone hung out. Keep in mind, these were the days before a pizza parlor on every corner. But this pizza still evokes good memories.
I’m still fighting this nasty flu. I’m hoping tomorrow I will be better. Today, though, I went from my bed to my recliner and haven’t moved all day. Warren wasn’t home so there wasn’t anyone to pamper me. Lol. He wouldn’t pamper me anyway. But all afternoon I’ve craved Z-Place pizza.
After he came home, the first thing he did was tell me how bad I looked. He really knows how to make a girl feel special.
But he redeemed himself. He drove into town to buy me a pizza from a place he hates. I think you have to have grown up here to live this pizza.
Now, I’m convinced I will feel better. I’m thankful he went to pick me up my pizza.
What life wouldn’t be complete without pizza? Okay, that might be overstating it a bit. But really, pizza saves many an evening meal.
Tonight was one of those nights. After a long day at work, the last thing I wanted to do was fix dinner. Plus, then I had to head over to my girlfriend’s house so she could stick a needle in my butt. But since we were out anyway, and hungry, pizza was the answer. Living somewhere we can’t get delivery, we try to take advantage of the times we are already out and about.
Plus, we are living in the $5 pizza world. Not exactly gourmet pizzas, but edible.
I remember when I was little, there was no such thing as a pizza joint. We used to buy these horrible pizzas in a box. They had a packet of dry flour stuff that you added water to and rolled out. Then a little “pizza sauce” that tasted just like plain old tomato sauce. Add your own meat. Then top with grated Parmesan cheese. We’ve come a long way since that.
Today I’m thankful for pizza. Modern pizza.