Sunday was my birthday. Turned 37. Yup, time waits for no one
I love fried chicken. However, my wife will never buy it, let alone make it. Too many calories and all... Well, it was my birthday by gosh, and I thought I deserved some fried chicken.
So we went over to the good store in the next town over with the premo deli and I got the big bucket of chicken, the big tub of fresh macaroni and cheese, and a big jug of grape soda.
I'd been talking to my daughter about this and we wanted to have a picnic. Only deal was it was very hot, very humid, bugs would eat you alive, and was threatening to rain. What's my six year old girl do? She said "I know Daddy, let's have a picnic in the AIRSTREAM!"
I said "Alright!"
So even though it's parked within 6' of my house and plugged up to shore power, we cranked up the a/c, folded out the table the whole way to make lots of eating room, and had one heck of a party. My daughter discovered that she really likes grape pop, I ate way too much chicken, 18 month old son discovered that he likes to play in the bathtub in the back, and wifey tried to keep her sanity. Oh yeah, we had the 7" Panasonic DVD player going with "The Incredibles" in the background. Finished it off with strawberry cake.
The rig still smells like chicken, but it just doesn't get much better than that. I can't wait until it's actually roadworthy