We’re in Memphis right now, here to celebrate my nephew’s 8th birthday. I had high hopes of Alex conking out in the car and sleeping for at least three hours of our four hour drive, but instead he opted for the 20 minute catnap and talked. the. whole. way.
And he talked about the same four topics: his cousins. Memphis. Finding Nemo. And his Aunt Janie. Though I love my child with everything in me, I don’t know when I’ve ever been so happy to reach a destination.
I would also like to point out that it is 9:24 and my brother has still not finished grilling the chicken that he put on the grill at 7:15. He says that it’s because the chicken breasts are the size of turkeys. Personally I think we should squirt a little lighter fluid on those coals and char those yardbirds but good, but I’ve relinquished my chef’s hat for the evening. And my brother is quite the grill chef, so I guess he knows whereof he speaks. Worst case scenario: the chicken will be a delicious lunch tomorrow.
There’s never a dull moment in this neck of the woods – so there should much bloggity goodness to follow (my brother is what we Southerners refer to as “a character” – he keeps things lively, and he keeps me laughing).
Have a good night, everybody!
Have fun! Try to get at least 20 min of sleep. =)
Hey, talking is good. My kids tend to scream the whole way on long drives. ;-/
A character, huh? Is that a good or bad thing. I only ask, because that was my nickname from my grandfather. I’ll just take it as good and mooove on! :D
Sounds fun. Enjoy yourself!
It’s a good thing. I promise. :-)
Good grief! I hope he’s BASTING those birds! Enjoy your vacation!
Barb – those birds were basted for about four hours :-) – and they’ll be a treat at lunch tomorrow. Or maybe even at breakfast. :-)