so, the sweet sisters in our ward have decided to be oh so generous and cook hollie and i meals for the week since hollie had her surgery. first of all we really don't need the meals because she is more or less doing pretty good now. but, the compassionate service girl was successful in persuading hollie to let them bring us meals through sunday. so that was nice of her. the story goes something like this. tuesday i got home from work and flipped the tube on. hollie and i saw a commercial for little caesar's 5 buck pizza. she said that looked good and in an effort to get her to eat we went and bought one so she could get some food and energy. good pizza. the next day was the first day of meals. i was on my way to my softball game and her visiting teach is on the way up carrying what? you guessed it, little caesar's and breadsticks. i laughed and went on my way and grabbed a slice when i got back home, bless her heart. last night we are playing rock band after we get home and at about 6 the doorbell rings. a guy from our ward is standing outside with what? again, little caesar's and breadsticks. he goes on to explain that his wife had left him instructions for a meal which he had botched and he needed to be to work soon so he ran to the pizza joint and picked up some pizza instead. as soon as the door closed we both started laughing. don't get me wrong, we couldn't be more grateful for the help and the food. it's just ironic that they keep on bringing wonderful little caesar's. maybe that's what we get for all being college students:)
