Just tonight I asked my husband to stop at the store and get me a money order on his way home from work, he says what for?
(why can't men just do what you say and not question anything?
Crap...... I say you know for the eggs I ordered.
Either he has a terrible memory or he just never listens to me, its been the subject of much debate, but either way the guy can't remember what he ate for lunch ya know.
Whats he suddenly remember? Oh you told me that those were chicks being shipped here and I know they weren't just $25.00(black copper marans) ......double crap.
This is the guy who can't remember what color my eyes are for crying out loud and he remembers that I have live chicks coming and now he wants to know why I am getting eggs?
Normally he couldn't care less what I do when it comes to the chickens, but he is building a new coop since we are outgrowing the other one and we based the size of the new one on the chickens I have now give or take a few . I had said I didn't think I would be getting anymore for a while and I actually meant it.
Oh well, we are going to add on to the size of the coop now I guess.
So in this situation I said what I always do...
Honey, these are very rare breed eggs/chicks and I had the chance to get them and I may never get the chance again.