Fast forward to last night... My husband was "out with the guys", so I was home alone with my 2 beautiful sleeping "little people". There was a knock on the door, then another. It was 10:00, who would be at my door then? Whoever it was seemed fairly persistent, so I answered it. It was none other than the wicked queen disguised as a pizza delivery person. Her poison apple? A pizza.
If I had known she was coming I might not have felt quite so much like Snow White. She brought a beautiful pizza and declared that my darling husband had already paid for it. She did not tell me it was poisoned... with 3, yes 3 types of cheese hidden beneath a layer of peppers and onions. I didn't pass out, that might have been better though.
CHEESE IS EVIL