I somehow had no plan for dinner, and in my moment of weakness Jason jumped and insisted that we make pancakes. I just wanted to order a pizza. I VERY VERY ungraciously made pancakes which were perfectly OK but honestly why can't a tired working woman just order a @#$%&^% pizza once in a while? At least we used up the pancake mix so I am off the hook for a while.
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