So around 4p.m. everyday I start thinking what the heck am I going to make for din din. I know I need to be more planned out and on top of this but it never happens. So without failure today I was sitting at the computer on several food sites trying to figure something out that I can make with my pantry contents. I even called my Hubby to get a suggestion, which I am not sure why I thought that would help, but I tried non the less. And now that I think about it Wednesday's are the hardest for me, hummm. Any who, with no plan in hand around 4:30 the doorbell rings and who should be standing there but my UPS guy, with a perishable package in his hands! The box read Taste of Chicago, intriguing. I opened the box and was so excited to see dinner staring at me, like a beacon of light! A yummy deep dish pizza pie from Chicago's world famous Lou Malrati's! My husband's managers in Chicago sent it to us as a congrats on our pregnancy. So I say today that I do believe there is a food fairy and I have proof, the smell coming from my oven. Now I just need proof of the cleaning fairy, she seems to be very allusive....
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