Last night my husband decided on a whim that he wanted to go to Pizza Hut for dinner instead of eating in. But I planned a meal. Wait...no cooking? No dishes? Okay, count me in.
The walls at our Pizza Hut were covered with festive sports memorabilia like signed jerseys, photos, and FatHead stickers like the one above (Go Tigers!).
The pizzas came. Dad selected the Meat Lovers.
Mom and kiddos opting for the new Crazy Cheesy Crust Pizza. We were split down the middle with 'like it' and 'eh.' My main concern was that the bunch of cheese in the crust would have pools of grease. That was not the case.
The storm clouds were really rolling in when we left, but the rain didn't start until just after we got in the front door.
When we got home, there was just enough time to play 'library,' my youngest child's latest fave, read a couple of stories, and get ready for bed.
I like impromptu decisions to eat out, even if it's just for pizza. I always think going out will save me time somehow though, and it never really does. :)
Wishing you all a happy Tuesday.