Oooo. I don't have a BYC shirt or a big hat with a chicken comb - drats! But, never fear, I'll be there with bells on. Bet Cracker Barrell won't let us come back after this party! PAR-TY! PAR-TY! (I'll ask DH, but he probably won't come - he tries not to go out in public with me!)
We'll be easy to find: The group clucking and crowing and showing off pictures of our birds LOL.
I bought the BYC shirt, but I have chicken socks a coworker gave me, a vest with chickens on it another coworker gave me, and assorted other items of chicken-adorned clothing I've been given the past couple of years.
My hubby likes to come and meet my 'virtual friends'. He was afraid I was online with weirdo's, now he's learned it's just a bunch of nice, although a touch insane, chicken people.
His presence will depend on the lawn and whether he feels it 'needs' him more than me.