Cold Pizza

Something to be thankful for this thanksgiving...

It started last night when a friend of ours, 9 months pregnant, called. She was picking up the kids from the sitter, she was in labour, her husband was at work, could she come to our house?
Ok.

We already had a play date, and another heading over (called off), so that made 5 rambunctious stressed kids. No prob. Installing an infant carrier in the dark, a prob (don't ask, it could have been done the next day, but something you just do).

She can't drive, but she won't go to the hospital, yet, so we take her home, which leaves us with 4 hungry kids at someone else's house. The pizza was really bad.
Her husband finally arrived, the baby didn't (still not here, but it is hours or days, not weeks).

So we're back home, with no groceries, no food prepared and a big overtired whining baby (kids were also tired). We'd already planned a quiet thanksgiving, so we gave in and ordered out.
Take out turkey with the fixings. From a pretty good restaurant, actually, not as good as home made, but it'd do. There was just no way we were getting a full meal put together and cooked at that point.
Done.
Except for the acute conjunctivitis that someone woke up with. And the doctors are closed till monday!
So, that's half the day (I exaggerate, couple of hours tops and then the pharamacy) at the ER.
They were pleasant, not too busy and nice to the kids.

Then we finally ate.
Of course by evening the kids were hungry again, so they got leftover turkey, the grownups got the good pizza we should have had last night.
Pizza on thanksgiving is not at all bad. And it could be a lot worse.