I told Ron that I had a taste for italian — bread, salad, spaghetti, and a big glass of wine … due to be so incredibly tired from my day on the trade-show floor. 🙂 Well… he fell asleep, the girls got hungry, Joseph was out and about and I was too tired to move, so the girls and I made our own italian dinner.
So, the girls and I sat at the dinner table and we had white-looking wheat bread, lolees (aka raviolis a la Chef Boyardee), carrots, apple slices and *I* had a gladd of wine. 🙂 It was yummy! 😉