Eat or Be Eaten

Two nights ago I ordered a pizza from Pizza Hut. I figured with it being a week night that my order would be delivered quickly. The estimated time was decent and said I should expect my order by 7:15pm. Since I live in the casita behind the house and didn't want the driver to bother the family, I requested that they call me before ringing the doorbell.

So at 7:10pm I went outside to the front and waited for my pizza. While I waited, I noticed a praying mantis on the screen. I've never seen one before. Jeff and Hana came outside and I showed it to them. The neighbor's cat came over and I petted it. Angie came outside. By that time the pizza delivery guy was ten minutes late.

Everyone went inside. It was getting dark. I could see lightning in the distance. My phone rang. It was the pizza guy. He said they were running longer than expected and he was on his way. My pizza was 25 minutes late when it arrived. I didn't take it out on the delivery guy because it wasn't his fault. I just took my pizza and had dinner in my casita.

Apparently while I was outside waiting for the pizza, the bugs were making food out of me. It's now Friday night and my feet and ankles are pink and itchy and painful from all of the bug bites.