
How do I know this when my nearest Chick-fil-A is hours away? My North Carolina sister-in-law just called me to invite me, one year early, to next year's Cow Appreciation Day once we have moved to NC for T's fellowship.
She knows I can't resist Chick-fil-A. I mean, they are even closed on Sundays for the Sabbath. Plus, I dream about their lemonade. And their ice cream. And their chicken.
So, go print off their cow costume gear (hilarious!!) and head over for dinner! And bring me back a sandwich. And a large lemonade. And a cone. Maybe some waffle fries?
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