Little bit of background here: I have been hanging around here, doing research before I go ahead and dive into the whole "chicken thing". Mainly because I could see myself getting slightly obsessed, and I want to know just what I am in for. I plan to get chickens next spring. Anyway, while doing all this research I learned more than I wanted to know about corporate egg farms. I have been trying to purchase all my eggs from a guy I know who raises chickens. At least then I know they are from happy, well cared for chickens. The past week or so our schedule has been crazy, and I couldn't get there. DH got sick of waiting and had a recipe he wanted to use, so he went ahead and got eggs at the local supermarket. Desperate times and all that. Last night I let my very pregnant self get over tired, over hungry, and over emotional (DH has been called up for flood duty, and leaves for more military training in a couple weeks, so I might not get to see him until late September). I decided to make myself some scrambled eggs to eat, but while cooking them I started thinking about all the mistreated hens who laid them, and started crying (remember, hormones, ok? I swear, I am not this much of a wimp usually). So DS (15) comes upstairs and asks me whats wrong. I am sobbing, and trying to explain to him about the poor hens. He is (understandably) trying not to laugh at me. I got mad, hit the counter with the spatula and declared "I CANNOT EAT EGGS THAT TASTE LIKE CHICKEN SADNESS!!" The first thing I thought (while DS collapsed into hysterical laughter on the kitchen floor) was "Wow, that sounded waaaay less crazy in my head." I ended up having a bowl of cereal and going to bed. I blame you, BYC, for turning me into an ethical egg eater!