Boring Becca...

So, today Becca and I made pizza, a Barnes family tradition. This provides me the perfect opportunity to do one of my favorite things...make fun of the women in my life. I can't say that my pizza tastes great (ok, maybe I can), but it sure can be pretty. (I was looking for a picture on our computer for the last 45 minutes only to realize it's on my mother-in-law's computer, not ours.) Unfortunantly, I don't get to make good-looking pizza because my wife is boring. Becca eats cheese pizza (which I also love)... BUT, if I'm going to the trouble to make pizza, I like to make it look good with all kinds of colorful toppings and stuff. But no, if the food looks good, Becca won't eat it. It must look dull and boring. Somehow I managed to get an exciting assortment of six shredded cheeses by her, but she said the pizza wasn't as good this time, so I'm thinking she was on to me.

And just since I know that my mom reads the blog, Mom, my pizza can beat your pizza up. Boo Ya!

Just so Becca's not upset at my poking fun of her, here's a nasty picture of me. Equal?