I mean, if I pass out at the dinner table, who is that going to help?
Once in a while we order pizza. Cheap, delicious pizza! And then I struggle against eating the leftovers- an epic battle that pits my willpower against the sheer cheesy deliciousness of a dollar slice. It doesn’t help that we’ve found the PERFECT cheap pizza option- bbq sauce with chicken and red onions. TOP THAT!
You’d never choose this as a prize on a game show, but I CONSISTENTLY choose this as the end result of my date-night meal choices. Note to self: don’t get hot box spicy noodles for supper, and follow it up with chocolate peanut butter ice cream. That’s how you end up with bowel rot! Grossss