Chicken With A Flair...

I am sitting here waiting on Charlie and Papa to arrive. I am getting two chicken sandwiches tonight from Kentucky Fried Chicken. I only order KFC in my attempt to appease Charlie and Papa.

Don't you wish KFC's chicken had more flair? Something out of the ordinary? The tender roast sandwich they had years ago was just plain delicious, but they discontinued it. I am hoping these sandwiches will chase away the KFC fried chicken blues. Charlie asked me this morning during breakfast and I said get me two sandwiches if KFC even makes a chicken sandwich these days. What kind of chicken place doesn't have a decent chicken sandwich?

I've also been very busy -- busy as a bee cleaning house.  It smells nice in here with the only sound that being of my clothes dryer with a load of towels riding the tilt-a-whirl. Maggie is getting in on the act as she is licking her paws -- her usual sign of comforting contentment. She got her nibbles early tonight after much coercion on her part. How could I deny a cute little hungry fur ball like that?

Well, That Was One Hell of a Visit...

The dynamic duo have come and gone. My father was beyond elated because I've got the house good and clean. It even smelled clean. I chased the doggy smell and stale cigar smoke smell away with some Febreeze I got on my last visit to Kroger.

"Thank you!" he told me as we hugged, "It smells wonderful in here and the house is so tidy and clean."

Charlie bought me four KFC chicken snacker sandwiches tonight.

"They were kind of small so I got you four," Charlie told me.

Only Charlie, my mother, and I understand this kind of over order logic. You better have too much than not enough.