Fallen Chicken...

So, last night, Rob's parents invited my parents and us to join them for dinner. It was the first time that we had all had a meal together in a while. We started with cocktails and appetizers upstairs. It was great! Good wine, GREAT apps--some I want to try to make soon--and good conversations. Later, we headed downstairs to the beautifully set table for our meal. It smelled delicious. We all found our seats and Shane asked if he could bless the dinner, and as soon as he said Amen, the chicken fell...That's right! The new chicken dish that Annie made for us, slid right off the buffet table and went upside down onto the floor....there was a moment of complete silence as everyone turned to see what had happened--Annie put her hands over her mouth in disbelief and I just stared at our dinner laying on the floor and had the thought that no one delivers pizza to Bavon....then, all hell broke loose! HAH! I started laughing hysterically and everyone else followed suit, Shane went into hysterical crying and screaming because he thought he wasn't going to get any dinner, the phone started ringing, Roland Foster was knocking on the door and was there wearing nothing but towel...it was like a scene from a movie! It was the best! Ha! So, in true redneck Mathews girl fashion, I said, the floor was clean, let's eat it anyways! And we did...and I must say, it was delicious and it's now been named Fallen Chicken...