Last night I enjoyed a wonderful evening with some wonderful friends. We were celebrating Kristin's birthday and so we broke out pizza, cake and ice cream...oh and I think there was a salad in there somewhere, but really with pizza and ice cream who cares about the salad!?
The pizza was amazing-- if I don't say so myself, nothing can beat a homemade crust.
There was plenty of laughing though. My husband was missing from the party so I conviently got to tell funny stories on him. For example. We have one of those over the door pull up bars at our house-- one of the things that happen to you when your husband works at GNC, but I digress. One day while I was on the phone with my mom he decided that he would try to make me laugh so what better way to do this than to hang by his feet by the pull up bar. I'll admit that got him a few smiles but what go the laughs is when he tried to get down. He got one foot off successfully but the other tennis shoe got stuck on a bolt. So there we are. I'm trying to keep speaking to my mom in a normal tone and my husband is frantically trying to get me to let him down. I finally got off the phone and admittedly laughed for a bit and then let him down.
All in all it was a fabulous dinner. Jarrod's homemade cake was amazing.
