Thank God!
I know this sounds petty and awful and silly...but I was DREADING having to have to eat pizza today...I was trying to figure out how to get out of it. I sat in church and prayed for God to get me through today.
I get home from church. My mom asks me if I got her message. Nope! She told me that my grandpa (I LOVE that man) decided to make burgers and I'd grill them here to take to their house (they live like a mile from here). Yee haw!
Food in general isn't high on my list...but at least I know I can get through today without trying to find a way to excuse myself because there was no way "Frank's Fiasco (the pizza we always get) was going to stay in my body!
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