Busted by the Pizza Guy
For the first time in weeks, possibly months, my boy and I were home at the same time when the sun was still up and we weren't in a catatonic state. We decided to take advantage of a Sunday night at home by ordering pizza, I can ignore Operation Bikini rules on Sundays, and enjoying some "alone" time. Unfortunately, we didn't time the pizza delivery and the "alone" time very well and we got completely and totally busted by the pizza guy!
All the doors and windows were open, taking advantage of the nice Texas weather, and we were in full blown "alone" time when there was a knock on the door. Totally and completely busted ... without a shadow of doubt, the pizza guy knew what was going on. D*mn my boy and his loud self!
I won't go into major details other than to say that the pizza guy had a big smile on his face and so did my boy. Freaking men!!!
Happy Sunday!