Our car smells like pizza. No, we did not have pizza recently, we did not eat pizza in the car, we did not have friends eat pizza in the car, and we did not leave pizza leftovers in the car over night. Seriously though, our car smells like pizza. Let me tell you why.
As most of you are aware, the husband and I are moving at the end of this month into a 2 bdrm place for the baby. In order to move, we need tons of boxes. So, for
FHE Monday night the husband and I went box hunting. There is no way on the planet that we are going to pay for boxes so we have to find them ourselves. Thanks to some friends and our stealthy rummaging through cardboard disposals all over campus we came up with a few boxes. Our last stop was at Smiths, the grocery store, and we got there just in time. We came out with 2 grocery carts full of folded up boxes in perfect condition! Lovely!
Problem - we are not quite ready to move, yet, but we thought we'd get started on the box hunt so that we could gather a little bit at a time over the next 2 weeks or so. But, when we hit jackpot at Smiths we probably won't need to go box hunting again and now we have millions of boxes with no where to put them [cause our current apartment is a freaking disaster due to end of semester madness] so we just left them in our car. Now our car looks like a hobo car filled with cardboard boxes - it's awesome.
AND.... our car smells like pizza! Let me help bridge the gap for you.
When you order pizza and the pizza guy comes in and pulls out the box of delicious pizza the smells fills your entire house and you know without a doubt that you are about to eat delicious pizza. A large part of that smell can be contributed to the cardboard box, kinda weird. Don't believe me? I'll give you a ride in my car and you will be a believer. It will bring up memories of greasy pepperoni and cheese, no doubt about it.