My Apology Pizza

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I may not be pregnant anymore, but I can still pout over food like it's my job!

Two nights ago I had found a coupon for 2 large pizzas, buy one get one free. SCORE! Less cooking? Ok! So, we got one thin crust pizza and one Brooklyn style pizza.

Over the next 4-5 hours, we finished the thin crust pizza. Its addictive and not filling, ok?! Anyway, the next day I hadn't touched the Brooklyn style and I spent the day at a fertility clinic with a friend.

This morning, I was so excited to have a nice big slice of cold Brooklyn style pizza for breakfast. One of my favorites! So, before my husband left, he asked if I wanted anything from downstairs. "A piece of pizza please" I grinned.

...then it happened.

He informed me that there wasn't any pizza. I couldn't understand how that could POSSIBLY happen, which I explained. He said, "there were only 5 pieces in there left." I said, "...what do you mean? They only sent it with 5 pieces?" Slowly, as I woke up further, I realized he was informing me that somehow, over the last day or so, he had managed to eat an entire pizza and did not even leave me one...single...slice.

Being the mature adult that I am, I slammed my fist down on the bed and covered my head with a pillow.

He offered to go to McDonalds for breakfast and bring me something back, which he did.

I realized begrudgingly that my life would have to go on. But, come on, it sucks when you're looking forward to something specific only to find out it's gone!

I had left my phone near the bed while I was hanging out with Maya, and when I heard it ring a few times in a row and then give me a text, I finally went to see what it was all about.

I read the text first. It was from my husband. All it said was, "You have a makeup pizza on the way to the house."

...so here I wait for my apology pizza. :)