Don'tcha just hate the feeling you get when you have a pocketful of eggs, you bend over, hear a crack and then something warm running down your leg???? But YAH! for me! I was wearing DH's coat!
Yes, yes I do! Fortunately, by the time I get to my eggs right now they are usually at least half frozen.
It is a secret fear of mine - scambled pockets. Which is why someone should walk behind me and pick up the eggs I set down. (besides the dogs who think they are being rewarded)
I never get more than one egg a day, so I just hold them in my hands. So I don't hate it! But I would if it happened to me.
Yep!!! Just yesterday I stuck two FBCM eggs in the 'pouch' of my sweatshirt. Two pens later I bend down to pet a hen and c-r-a-c-k. Not as bad as my DH, though. He didn't notice the egg is his jacket pocket until we sat down at a table in the BBQ restaurant.
Quote:AH CRAP! I just remembered I set an egg in the windowsill of the coop last week because I didn't have pockets. Wonder if it's still there!!!! And yes I have broke eggs in pockets before. I have a pair of gold comets that have particularly thin shells. Everyone else has rock hard shells.
