Arizona Chickens

[squeakyballs]

Laree! You have to share, what happened? Are we going to jump the beeatch, or what?

 

[Mahonri]

... and I was just a few short blocks away and missed it!....

 

[pimachickens]

YES...do tell! And by the way, how come the Phoenix people get to have all the fun?

 

[Mahonri]

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... it's how we roll.....

 

[pimachickens]

LOVE IT! Ummm...can I come hang out sometime?

 

[mclevinson]

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... it's how we roll.....

Speaking of rolling, I am selling the pen panels. 4' X 6' and put together with screws. 1/2" x 1 inch hardware cloth, heavy duty, and the staples are deep. I figure they cost me about $22 per panel, not counting the hardware.

7 panels at $25 each.
One panel with a door in it, $35.
One panel that is half plywood/half wire $35

I have 3 panels intended for the roof. They are built out of 2x2's and measure 4' x 8'. I just built them this last week.
They can be had for $20 each.

I'd love to sell them in one lot, to than end here's the deal:

7 wire panels
1 half (good quality) plywood/half wire panel
1 door panel
3 roof panels

$305 for the lot, and you resell what you don't need. I will throw in a whole roll of chicken wire. The big roll from Lowes. And just to sweeten the deal...I'll throw in my HOA, if I can find the proper packaging. Properly listing the excess on Craigslist you can probably get your pen for for next to nothing.

This isn't the best photo, but you'll get the idea:

and the door:
(sorry it's sideways)

 

[LarryPQ]

Quote:
... it's how we roll.....

Literally....

THe boys were not listening, and being a bit out of hand. 60% on the kid a-hole scale. I was busy telling Chatterbox to stop pushing the cart (a common problem anywhere I take him) when we hear this minor crash and a stream of cursing.

Then some youngish lady in the next isle over stands up and starts yelling, "SERIOUSLY!! SERIOUSLY!??" and is yelling at what appears to be nothing. Since I don't speak Grey's Anatomy, I was confused. I asked her what happened, and--- in-between yelling at nothing--- she started yelling at me(?) to control my (&(*%% kids.

I walk forward and see BamBam hiding behind a smaller "drugstore" cart. I couldn't see it over all the plants on the display islands. I guess he was pushing the little cart around--because he wanted to be like Chatterbox and Noel, and since he can barely reach the handle, he wasn't watching where he was going. He dumped the lady into some plants and bashed her shins.

So---since at this point I am still not sure what happened---I ask "Did he hit you? OMG I am sooooo sorry, I know how much that hurts, are you ok, OMG I am so sorry. I've got bruises from the tricycle. He's just a baby, ouch are you ok?" Or something like that. I was still trying to assess the situation.

But the souless barren wasteland of a person continues yelling BamBam. I think. She didn't seem to be looking at me---maybe she thought Pastrymama was his mom? It went on for a little while, as it is hard to navigate Baker's with multiple carts & kids. When I got to the scene of the crime, BamBam was OBVIOUSLY contrite, or as contrite as a crap-head little 2 year-old can be. Wasteland storms off, still saying awful things, goes up front to complain, and gives us dirty looks. I may or may not have said something nasty back. I could have possibly, or possibly not have creatively called her the "c" word. Loudly.

Pastrymama and I went into the greenhouse to "collect" and talk to BamBam. I was a little embarrassed for getting riled up, but Pastrymama was just as mad as I was.


SO: Some notes to Wasteland:

First: Don't yell at other people's kids unless it is an emergency situation.
Second: Don't piss off a fat lady carrying around a pitchfork.
Third: Popular catch phrases like, "SERIOUSLY?" or "COME ON!" or "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?" Mean jack crap to a 2-year-old. You have to use your big-people words, in concise sentances, spoken in a manner which relates your reaction and/or feelings into a manner which he can understand. ie- "No no! You have to be careful-careful, otherwise you are going to crash and hurt my legs."
Fourth: If I get the vaguest suspicion you might push that cart to knock him over in some petty retaliation, I will follow you home and kill you in your own kitchen.

 

[mclevinson]

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That's the Laree we know and love.

 

[LarryPQ]

What kind of horrible person yells at this?

May ten thousand sypillitic she-camels urinate on her unmarked grave.

 

[kevs-chickadees]

I personally like #4 on Laree's list.