ONLY Travis

Before we went to the hospital to see the baby, Travis wanted to eat. For some reason, I just had no appetite or care where we went (THAT in itself is shocking), so we went to Western Sizzlin per his choice. Jeff and Rhenda met us there, and we were all talking when Travis just came back from the buffet. As soon as he sat down, he kind of screamed, "OH!" and jumped back up immediately. I said, "WHAT?!" as he scanned his chair. I thought something bit him. No...no no. He picks up a piece of fried okra that had fallen off of his plate as he sat down. Apparently, it was very hot and very GREASY okra. HAHAHA! As he turned around, I CACKLED with laughter. Then I begged him to let me take a picture and he obliged. He was known as "greasy panties" the rest of the evening. (PS: To even more of my pleasure, this did not come off, and he did go on to the hospital like this. What a good sport...greasy.)