It's CiCi's Pizza Night for our school tonight. Blech. That may very well be some of the crappiest pizza anywhere on the face of the earth, no exaggeration. I don't mind supporting our school, but why can't it be at a decent restaurant?
Unfortunately, the CiCi's PR machine is a good one and my girls always come home on the designated days and remind me that it's CiCi's Night. We'll go a few times during the school year, but only under extreme duress.
I will use just about any excuse possible to avoid going to CiCi's Night. I have cited bad weather, bad health, and bad timing. I would use plagues, locusts, tornadoes, or earthquakes if I could get away with it. And I will stoop to using all sorts of bribes in order to avoid the CiCi's Crapfest. Sometimes I'm subtle and will fix an irresistible meal that the girls will clearly prefer over the crap served at CiCi's. Other times, I'll be obvious and offer something much better, such as GOOD pizza.
So tonight's the night. The girls asked if we could go and I offered two choices: We can go to CiCi's Night or we can stay home and have a picnic by the fireplace, with all sorts of great foods. The girls chose the wise option, so now I need to produce a dinner that will thrill them. My plan is bake Whole Foods pizzas and to offer a recent vintage of chocolate milk to complement the pizza. No healthy veggies tonight; we'll probably just have apples and pears. We'll listen to Christmas music while we eat.
I'm thinking my plan is a winner.