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Tuesday was walk again day. We had arisen early but worked in the kitchen taking the meat off the whole chicken we had bought and cooked last night. We wanted to make chicken and egg salad, the latter for the potluck tonight. I helped remove the meat, peel and chop the eggs, celery, and onion, and make a pate of the gizzard and liver. The meat packer had been kind enough to add a couple of extras for weight inside the whole chicken. The right guy got this one because I enjoy chicken liver pate. Then we walked. Afterward we went to the Area Council on Aging to see if we could park the motor home in their lot; it is so far to Asheville. They were reluctant but mentioned in passing that we might rent it out. We thought of several RV parks where this might be a possibility. I was skeptical because it seemed unlikely that people would even think of going to an RV park without an RV of their own. We did, however, find one that did just that. They receive calls in response to their website, asking for places to rent. We drove there and talked with the owner who seemed nice and fair. We will take our coach there, pay $35 a month to store it, and he will try to rent it out for us. Of course, it will not leave his small campground but will remain there for daily or weekly rentals. We pray that this will be better for us than driving to Asheville to get it and that we will at least make enough to pay the storage fee. We explained that we will be using it at various times so he will work around that. We came home for a late lunch of----chicken salad and pate! It was delicious. I am blessed to be married to a woman who enjoys many of the same things I do and can cook the burners right off the stove. We cleaned up and she lay down. Paul came with tickets to Folkmoot for Thursday the 28th, the date we preferred. He then drove me around looking for a HDTV. I found a couple but learned that we can put only a 42" screen in our entertainment center. He and I may go to Asheville Thursday next and look farther. There are other things I can do there as well. He is a hot dog freak so he took me to a hot dog shop in Waynesville. I joined him in a hot dog as a courtesy. He had two. He brought me home, and we got our things ready to go to the potluck at church. Everything was good, as usual, and I over ate again, adding calories to the unneeded hot dog I had eaten in the afternoon. The study continued the history of the LCMS. The pastor does a great job with the study. We then came home and watched Spanglish again. I started Codetalker but will finish it tomorrow afternoon.