Pizza Night

So, Steve's mom is in town this weekend and we decided to get pizza for dinner on Friday night. There we all were sitting at the table, Steve, Jack, Me, Mary Ellen, and Phil, when all of the sudden...the lights went out. We're not just talking the light bulb burnt out. We're talking the neighborhood went out. That's not a big deal at 7pm in the summer, but 7pm in the winter is a different story. You couldn't see your hand in front of your face. There were no lights anywhere. Luckily, Steve knew where the flashlight was, in fact knew that we actually had a flashlight, so we were able to finish our pizza by flashlight and candlelight. If I had been home by myself we would have been sitting in the dark...and we never did find out why the lights went out.

Steve will be adding some pictures shortly, seeing as he's the technological one in the family.