So... we've already established the fact that the universe hates me...
BUT... just in case you fans were wondering if lady luck was on my side this week... well... SHE'S NOT.
My husband does not like pizza, so we NEVER get to eat it. Maybe twice a year if I BEG and cry... my loving friends know this about him, so sometimes I get a slice with them...
Much to my surprise, Darling Husband asked if I would like pizza for dinner on Tuesday night...of course I said YES... with tears in my eyes (happy tears). I ate the leftovers for lunch yesterday...
THEN... I come to work... and we're getting pizza for lunch. WHY? Why couldn't we have pizza for lunch at work in a month or two? Even I don't love pizza THAT much... BUT it would be rude to eat my SmartOnes Chicken Enchilada Suiza meal in the middle of a pizza meeting...
STUPID LADY LUCK... I BLAME YOUUUUU FOR MY "UNDERBUTT."
Whatever,
Undercover Blogger
Be back later to discuss swimsuits, redneck children, and SNAPPER!
