that frying pan did more than fry chicken that night.

if you’re not familiar with this particular fried chicken recipe let me share it with you.
FIRST you drive for 5 hours in a truck pulling a toy hauler, which will include at least one mountain pass you don’t want to go over, to a big giant sand pile in nevada.
SECOND you unload your toys out of said toy hauler in a driving wind so cold that it must be experienced to enjoy.
THIRD you let your husband (scout) fire up your quad and drive off without his boots, helmet, gloves or goggles. oh yeah, we’re in nevada.
FOURTH you inquire, upon his return, as to why your quad is covered in sand because sand does not stick to plastic without the help of, oh let’s say, gas from the gas tank.
FIFTH you get scout to admit he MAY have rolled your quad down a hill and bent your clutch lever. (thanks for asking linlah, i’m okay too)
LAST you are grateful to have welder guy in your ride group and he heats the cast aluminum lever over his mothers dinner and then pounds the lever back BETTER than it was before.

thanks scout for rolling my quad, thanks welder guy for fixing it, thanks mrs. misfit for the use of your stove.

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1. Sarahbellum says:

   May 5, 2009 at 8:40 pm

   So Norman and I died laughing at this post. At first I didn’t get the picture, but after reading it, it makes perfect sense. We just love your sense of humor.