Chick-fil-a

As I've said before, my family has a lot of things that we take part in that have kind of become rituals. One of those rituals is Chick-fil-a on Tuesday nights. We have eaten there once a week for a very long time. On those rare occasions when we are out of town or unavoidably detained and can't make it there, we all begin to crave it. Not only do my kids crave it, they begin to talk about it and wish for it more and more as the days go by that they have to do without it.  I think they might actually put an additive in the food that makes it addictive. Last week, when we were snowed and iced in, we had to miss our Tuesday night ritual. It was heartbreaking...Tuesday was the first of many ice days for us, so there was no Chick-fil-a until...Friday! Oh, wonderful , glorious Friday when the roads became clear enough to move about a little. My sweet husband ventured out of the house to pick up my daughter and grand daughter to bring them to our home so we could all have the pleasure of each other's company when, lo and behold, they passed an open Chick-fil-a! Joy was heard throughout the house!!! Wishes for Chick-fil-a were being granted, but alas, poor Bethany and Hunter, they had just gotten home from having their wisdom teeth taken out that very morning and were unable to actually eat it:( Like I said... missing Chick-fil-a... is...heartbreaking!