I HATE when I do that!

If there is one thing I hate, its when I forget my little restaurant to-go box on the table. That is exactly what I did tonight. Mike and I went out for pizza, Flying Pie pizza no less. We each had 2 pieces and saved the rest for a delicious lunch. We EVEN SAID to ourselves..."lets not forget our pizza on the table!" And what did we do...we walked out without it. UG. I think it had something to do with the fact that immediately after we finished gorging ourselves on zah, we said "hey lets go to Coldstone!" The thought of a bowl of wonderful ice cream clouded my mind, and I carelessly left the pizza on the table. Such a bummer for my stomach.