I wonder if Jimmy Buffet likes french fries?

So I picked the kids up from school today and get bombarded by the same question I am asked every day by these two growing boys...can I have a snack when we get home and what are we having for dinner? Well today R7 must not have eaten his lunch at school because as soon as he got in the car he said he was wasting away. I immediately started to hum Margaritaville in my head and totally forgot to answer his question. Then he states my SUV smells like McDonald's french fries and he is STARVING. What?! French fries?! I didn't even have fast food for lunch today. I have my car washed and vacuumed on a regular basis, I even go so far as to spray Frebreze Air Effects every once in a while. Well we arrive home and I produce a healthy snack for the boys not the usual of just finding the quickest thing in the pantry. All the while I am trying to plan out a way to take my car to have it cleaned. No way possible. R7 has baseball lessons tonight. Darn! We come home and I say lets play outside thinking I can at least vacuum the SUV and spray some good smelly stuff but oh no! The cleaning Goddesses had other plans for the night. R3 decides he wants to run a fever (101.1) and just sit in my lap. OK so I call hubby who is at a track meet and tell him to bring home all the "sick people supplies". When he finally comes home and walks in the door the first thing he asks....What's for dinner, I am starving. I just start singing in a very loud voice...Wasted away again in Margaritaville. Come on sing it with me.