Saved by Pizza casserole

I walked into the door of my house at about 6:50 tonight (actually walked in it five times because I had groceries in my car). After a very long day at school (I have no time away from my kids on Tuesday expect lunch) and then an even longer staff meeting afterwards (solid 2 hours of people arguing over the same points over and over again), and a long trip to Meijers (I was low on groceries) I finally made it home (20 million parthesis later - like I can spell that word). After changing into my pj's, I contemplated supper for which I was starved. Instead of eating, I decided to read my sisters blog first which was a bad idea because it only made me even more hungry, especially for pizza. I was contemplating getting dressed and going back out for pizza (big decision for me, once I am home I hate leaving again) when there was a knock at my back door. Who should be there but my dad with a container of left over pizza casserole for me. Pure happiness. Adam agreed, because he warmed up more of it when he came home later. Things I learned from this are:

1. The power of unspoken prayer - I really wanted pizza, and God took care of my need
2. Living near your parents isn't so bad, especially when they bring you left overs!
3. Pizza casserole is really good - I think I already knew that though.
4. Sometimes you've gotta celebrate the little things - like supper!

PS - the kid who's dad accused me of not feeding him lunch is gone now. Dad moved him to a new school. God is always looking out for me, I am so blessed!

PPS - Ria where are you???????