Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Spontaneity is not my gift...

but I love it.
Sometimes.

I love it when an uneventful evening alone turns into a room full of some of my favorite people.

Today, I came home from work and one of my room mates was making bread, it smelled soo good.
At that moment I decided I was going to make pizza.  Homemade pizza.  From scratch, dough and all.

The pizza was good, but what makes anything taste better is people to eat it and laughter to share.

1 comment:

  1. I just got all teary eyed. Bree, I'm gonna miss your spontaneity! It's the best. Seriously. Come spontaneously visit us often. And I'll do likewise. :)

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