It's The Pits!......Well, the Fire Pits, Anyhow!

This past weekend, my brother, Mike, and my sister-in-law, Kim, were with us having a BBQ at our parents' farm on Saturday night. The idea of roasting marshmallows came up and it was early in the afternoon, so Mam and Pap decided to get a small metal fire pit. 

Kim and Mike, who were going in to meet Vincent (new nephew), offered to stop at Walmart and get the fire pit. They did so and while my husband, Mike (we'll call him Mike#1), was grilling the supper, my brother, Mike (we'll call him Mike#2), was assembling the fire pit (we'll call it Fire Pit#1). 

I was in helping my mom with supper prep when Mike#2 came in and said, "I can't believe it. There is no bag of screws in the box!"

So, I went out to the garage where Mike#1 is searching through all the plastic and cardboard for the rogue bag of implements, yet coming up empty. I ask Mike#1 if alternate screws can be used. This was a negative because they are 'special'. I sigh. There is no bag.

Mike#2 arrives with wife, Kim#1, in tow and she begins the search and goes through every piece that was present. She finds nothing, either, and asks her hubby, "...if alternate screws can be used." This was a negative because they are 'special'. She sighs. There is no bag.

So, the decision is made for Mike#2 and Kim#1 to return Fire Pit#1 to Walmart for a replacement. 

45 minutes later, Mike#2 is out assembling Fire Pit#2 while Mike#1 is still grilling. However, they had run out of Fire Pits#1 at Walmart, so they had to get Fire Pit#2 (the more expensive fire pit) with a $20 off discount. Mike#2 was satisfied, because Fire Pit#2 was a better fire pit than Fire Pit#1. 

Ten minutes later, we hear a loud, "YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!" bellowed from Mike#2 about Fire Pit#2. Mike#1 comes out to inspect the trouble. Mike#2 is cursing. Mike#1 is laughing. There is a missing leg in the box for Fire Pit#2. Mike#2 is frustrated, but is in acceptance mode. It is the 20 mile drive to Walmart that is angering Mike#2. Kim#1 searches for missing leg and is hoppin' mad and demands restitution!  Angie#1 is pretty fired up, also. Mikes #1 and #2 attempt to calm Kim#1 and Angie#1, with little success.

Mike#1 states that dinner will not wait for Fire Pit#3, so Mike#2, Kim#1, and Angie#1 decide it will have to wait till after dinner. 

Kim#1 is afraid to hurt Walmart manager#1, so decides it is safer to stay at the farm. So, Pap#1, Mike#1, Matt#1, and Mike#2 go to Walmart. They are not happy with the service at Walmart. They threaten to send Kim#1 and Angie#1 back to Walmart with Fire Pit#2. Walmart is scared and gives pre-assembled Fire Pit#3 to Mike#1 and Mike#2 as an offering. A dozen doughnuts and a watermelon were also purchased.

While waiting for Fire Pit#3, Kim#1 and Angie#1 and kids numbering 2-6 are outside playing and setting up a circle of lawn chairs. Angie#1 is fading. Kids #3-#5 are fading. Kid#6 is refusing to give in to exhaustion. Kim#1 and their dog, Lilly#1, are sitting and waiting. Misquitoes#1-#1,000,000,000 are feasting on Angie#1 through Kid#6.

Finally, Fire Pit#3 arrives. It is intact (see scared Walmart note) and is fired up for s'mores. Sadly, Angie#1 has, by now, faded completely and never gets to see Fire Pit#3 in action. 

Now that's the Pits!