astronaut pizza man
pictured here is my neice and my daughter. we went to ravine gardens last weekend for a little cookout and walk about.
my mom, being the eternal first grade teacher, had everything planned, even down to the activity dessert, armpit fudge.
you put ingredients in a baggy and then squish it together under you arm, open the baggy… fudge. yummm.
the adults decided to squish the baggies in their hands, thank you very much, and the boys made great use of their armpits of course.
tonight me an the mrs got to go out on a date. we went to dragonfly and the gelato place, one of our favorite dates. we had some extra time and ended up actually going to a movie because we got there and there was one starting at that moment: astronaut farmer. it was an after school special sort of movie. about a man and his dream. he was obsessed with building a rocket in his backyard. i couldn’t help but feel inspired and conected to the man, as i am obsessed with building the worlds’ best pizzeria in my backyard. i liked it. it was my kind of movie. cheesy, inspiring, feel good. my favorite line was the last line in the movie. the farmer guy had finally succeeded launching into space AND returning safely to his family. his family picks him up on the side of the road, he gets in the suburban and his family is all freaking out with joy and love and amazement and you hear the daughter say as they drive off, “let’s go to a restaurant and get pizza.” “okay,” the guy says.
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