A two part ramble.

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Part one:
So I was at work on Saturday, talking to one of my customers, and the subject of me keeping chickens was brought up. Mine are too young to lay, but we get eggs from my dad's chickens every week. It was great talking about it until she asked me if we were "grossed" out eating real eggs. She said she'd rather buy them from the grocery store, where she cant see where they come from.
Oh My Goodness.
Are most people that ignorant?

Part two:
A few minutes ago I was surfin BYC forum, and heard a sparrow get into the duck aviary. So I put my boots on and go outside in the pouring rain, to shoo it out. Soooo, I open the duck run door (the wrong way) and rip it off. Hinge and all. So im standing there, drenched, huge door in my hand, and cant fit it back in the frame. The flock is staring at me like i'm dumb and I know any second i'm dead, because DH is going to kill me for ripping his door off like an ogre. So I try everything in my will to at least prop it up so I can walk back to the house to get him, and im mumbling and grumbling, and look inside the kitchen and see him laughing at me from the house. He saw the entire episode.

15 minutes later, he fixed the door brand new.
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dot n'dave :

Part one:
So I was at work on Saturday, talking to one of my customers, and the subject of me keeping chickens was brought up. Mine are too young to lay, but we get eggs from my dad's chickens every week. It was great talking about it until she asked me if we were "grossed" out eating real eggs. She said she'd rather buy them from the grocery store, where she cant see where they come from.
Oh My Goodness.
Are most people that ignorant?

Part two:
A few minutes ago I was surfin BYC forum, and heard a sparrow get into the duck aviary. So I put my boots on and go outside in the pouring rain, to shoo it out. Soooo, I open the duck run door (the wrong way) and rip it off. Hinge and all. So im standing there, drenched, huge door in my hand, and cant fit it back in the frame. The flock is staring at me like i'm dumb and I know any second i'm dead, because DH is going to kill me for ripping his door off like an ogre. So I try everything in my will to at least prop it up so I can walk back to the house to get him, and im mumbling and grumbling, and look inside the kitchen and see him laughing at me from the house. He saw the entire episode.

15 minutes later, he fixed the door brand new.
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Only a duck can make you feel like that
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My dh put up a sprayer nozzle in the shower, and I....um....pulled the brace out of the wall 5 times before he finally got it right.
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If the guys did it right the first time.
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