Sometimes I feel like I need to confess to you – The Good People of the Internets. Here is my confession for this post: I want pizza. Not “nice” pizza. Greasy, cheap, order it over the phone while some girl pops her gum after asking if you want a deep dish or thin crust pizza. The Mister is out with some of his friends this evening and I’m thinking about ordering some. That’s right – I want to order some pizza while I sit around the house in my pajamas and likely watch reruns of Keeping Up with the Kardashians…alone. You should now understand my post.
It all started when I saw a Domino’s commercial the other night and I thought “Man, I can’t remember the last time I had some of that.” I blame this all on a lack of quality programming on our DVR. I was so into it that I made this.
We have some great “nice” pizza places around town and we went to Five Points just a few weekends ago. I’m a little “ehh” on Soulshine. I’ve been once, awhile ago, and need to try some other menu items before I pass judgement. We haven’t been to Bella Napoli. Still, none of that matters. I’m looking for something low class. I’m dreaming of a half deep dish and half thin crust greasy beaut. I’ll let you know if I keep my self-control this evening.
I wish I could eat my tacky pizza on a new dining table. I still haven’t painted our dining table. Instead I keep looking at new (or new to me) ones. Because that’s what being productive looks like sometimes.
Even after the enticing 30% off banner it’s still $1,155.
On a completely opposite end of the spectrum, I think of Pottery Barn’s Shayne Drop-Leaf Table.
It’s the storage that makes me remember it.
I’d still need to cover that up with a big tablecloth which is what I plan to do with our table.