Tonight I made a pizza, a gluten free pizza that cost me $6.99 at Kimberton Whole Foods. The oven was set to 450 degrees, and the pizza was supposed to cook for ten minutes.
I have my writing desk in the dining room beside the kitchen. Because the pizza had to cook for ten whole minutes, I thought I would sit down for a few minutes and write.
Time stops existing, a moment is like ten years and ten minutes is two hours.
What is that smell?
Sigh, it was my pizza.
I had a bowl of puffed rice cereal and a carrot for supper.
Tomorrow I will buy a timer.
What did you eat for dinner? Click on the burnt pizza to comment.
xo
Pamela
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