Summer Rain and Pizza.

It rained today, which was awesome. I know what you are thinking, "GOD she has NO clue what she wants!", and you might be right. I think the rain was good today because it came after a week full of sunshine, and with a brisk wind that made it feel sort of fallish. The kind of day where you look outside and know you must not go anywhere and you must read as much as you possibly can. The kids even wanted hot chocolate, which can only be served in our special Starbucks Christmas penguin cups- and who doesn't want a reason to use special penguin cups?

Travis is hooked on this show called Restaurant Impossible, where this enormously muscular chef called Robert Irvine goes into failing restaurants with $10,000 and 2 days to completely turn them around. He says watching it makes him "jazzed". (Aside from where I am actually going with this, I would like to side note that the fact that my husband uses the term "jazzed" to describe his feelings about something is in and of itself a reason to be thankful.) So he and I have had a dream about opening up a pizza parlor since as far back as I can remember, quite possibly the entire 8 years of our relationship. Watching this show propels us into conversations about our own dream, which I think in the hustle of life at its current state and pace, we forget about. I feel so blessed have someone so amazing to share dreams with. I cannot wait to be managing and cooking and serving the best  pizza you will ever have in my own place, with my best friend.