9 pm, we are pulling in to the driveway for a very late after-Vespers supper, and I have this bad thought: did I forget to plug in the crock pot?
Answer: Yes, indeed!
So there's no way we are eating THOSE two bags of beef ravioli which were supposed to be simmering but instead have probably been growing bacteria, now is there?
Wes ordered pizza.
And so we wait.
Big. Shuddering. Sigh.