Badcarma goes camping

Did I mention that earlier this summer some friends, who unwittingly caught my badcarma and then foolishly rented an RV, went camping?

Well, they did (go camping). In a big ol' RV that had all the comforts of home. Well, except they were meeting me, my husband and some other friends first, before getting to their final destination.

And apparently, that's all it took. Badcarma was on the move. It attacked the RV's fridge.

So despite all their best laid plans, and money, all the comforts of home could only be found, well, at home.

No chilled champagne, no cool ice cream, no keeping meat frozen until they needed it on THIS camping trip.

Wish I could feel sorry for them...but I prefer tents.