Number 1 pizza

I feel like Theophilus North! For some unknown reason my body has started to collect negative charges and I am constantly shocking people and things. When I went to get my haircut both times, Aprille complained that my hair was full of static and she couldn’t get it to stay down. Strange.

Last night we went to DeLorenzo’s. My father was on a roll this time. On our way to DeLo’s, a car in front of us put on its left turn signal and then made a right hand turn.
“Donna?”
“Right behind you, Daddy!”
“Oh, I thought it was you driving that car.”
I am a very good driver. I don’t know why he teases me so.

The pizza was fabulous as always. We always get 1 sausage and mushrooms and 1 that is just meatball. This time because there were 4 of us and we ordered small pizzas we also got a red pepper pizza. Dad said the red pepper was for dessert.

As my dad helped Lisa get into the back of his minivan, he said, “Number 1 daughter.” Then as he helped me in, he said, “Number 2 daughter.”
“No Daddy,” I said. “I am Number 1 daughter”
“You are right”
“NO!” shouted Lisa. “I am not Number 2!”
“Why then do you smell like Number 2?” my father replied without missing a beat.
I thought that was funny.

I am beginning to think there is a lot of sodium in the meatball pizza. The last couple weeks I have found that I am unable to sleep through the night and I spend most of the evening craving mass amounts of water. This is only after I eat a meatball pizza. Well, at least I am not retaining water.

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