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Pepperoni Pizza

I've been out of the 8-5, 40 hour grind for a year now. The more time that passes between me and that former life the less desire I ever have to go back to that. No Thank You. I never expected to be the person who loved to stay home with my kids. In the chaos, mess, screaming, crying, laughing, clapping, and day to day mundane. Sounds great doesn't it?
When I quit work I made a decision that more dinners would be cooked at home. It had gotten to the point that when you asked Diva what she wanted to eat she would list off restaurants. I took issue with the 3 year old asking to go eat at Ted's every night and me saying, "Oh no, we had that yesterday." In addition to that the health aspects and cost of it seemed overwhelming. Have you ever seen "Super Size Me" or "Food Inc.?" They are eye opening. Okay, back to point. I made the decision that we were going to clean up our food. I buy a side of organic beef every year. Half of it was going to waste because we weren't eating at home. This last year we have improved dramatically. Diva no longer lists restaurants, rather she lists real foods. We have also saved a ton of money. And, that side of beef? It's almost gone and we get our next batch in December.
When I was working I would get home close to 6pm every night. By that point we were all exhausted and it just seemed easier to eat out. We were eating out a minimum of 3 times a week. Some weeks it was 5 to 7 days a week. I'm sure if I was still working it would be that way.
I had to "work" today. It's just easier to say that to Diva than explain that I still have to go to court (a lot) and testify because of my former life. Immediately after court I had to take Bailey my dog to the vet. She's been limping around for a few days and not acting like herself. Come to find out she has strained her back. We were sent home with some muscle relaxers and pain meds. She should be good as new in a few days. She is snoring peacefully on the couch next to me as I type. I get home and both boys are CRANKY. I mean, they refused to take a nap and were pissed off at the world cranky. *Sigh* I am emotionally as well as physically drained after today. Mr. Mayer is working late. I order pepperoni pizza. Diva was in heaven. Pizza is her favorite. There's a really good place close to the house. There is still something to be said about not having to cook dinner and not having a kitchen full of dishes to do.
Although, these days it's more of a treat than it ever has been. I like that.

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  1. Wow- that's a tough change to make. Good for you guys!

    We're making it too, but as I'm sure you've heard, I'm totally cheating. Making a whole month's worth of food in one day.

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  2. I've seen y'all talking about that!! I'm terribly curious. I looked into something similar just before I quit work and never followed through.

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