Chickventure

The guys have left us all alone this weekend. The call of the wild was too much for them, so they went off on another Manventure. In case you missed the earlier post in reference to this, a Manventure means males going camping together in the middle of nowhere (no girls allowed), riding 4-wheelers in the mountains, no bathing, playing in the mud, eating everything cooked over an open fire, and not much sleep. Jess and I were happy to be excluded on this and have decided to have a Chickventure instead. A Chickventure consists of sleeping late in our soft beds, having a leisurely breakfast, taking a nice warm shower, and hitting some of the local stores. I don't recall even seeing any mud in Old Navy. After a quick trip through a drive through for dinner, we are vegging out at the house. In a few minutes, we will be sitting on the comfy couch, curled up in a blanket, eating popcorn and watching "The Devil Wears Prada". Did I mention that it's raining outside? You tell me, which is the smarter sex?