I'm Dragging

Getting back into the school routine after Spring Break is catching up with me. I just didn't have it in me to make dinner, help with homework, do some laundry, and mix up bread dough. Something had to give: dinner got the boot.

My husband is very sympathetic to my plight and offered to bring home some Star Pizza. It is "take-out pizza" in name only. They have a wheat crust and toppings that are fresh and prepared by hand. We get the grilled chicken with tomatoes, garlic, and basil.


Aaaah...I'm feeling better already.

Obviously, I am the only one dragging in this house. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves.