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[staceyj]

I'm doing an experiment.

I know the chances are slim, but the scientist in me cannot NOT do it. And, besides that--Kiki hatched balut eggs, didn't she?! And that is kind of a small miracle. So there it is.

I know it's a long shot. But you know I really miss Lafayette, my AC roo. And I've been farting around with the idea of getting another one, unbeknownst to my DH. They are not common, and I would prefer to get a rehomed one for free rather than pay a bufttload for one.

So here's what I'm going to try.

I have all these eggs saved up from the past month or so that I was pulling eggs. They have for the most part been refrigerated. Some were sitting out on the counter a week or so before they went in the fridge.

Although I have 8 breeds of chickens, I am fairly confident which are prolly the AC eggs.

I know chicken sperm can last a couple weeks in the hen, maybe more. I know eggs that have been refrigerated can be hatched. Although a month or more in the fridge, pretty unlikely.

But Lafay was a randy dude, and my AC hens were getting nailed on a pretty daily basis before he took ill. And I would LOVE to have some progeny from him (had I known he was going to die, I would have long ago hatched his chicks). So there is a good chance that there are some fertilized eggs in there.

It will make for a fun experiment, I am really not expecting much (if anything!) to happen. But--I have nothing to lose, do I? It's not like I was going to eat those eggs (oh yeah, and another factor--those hens were dewormed and Corid tx'd).

So. I already plucked out the supposed AC eggs, they are sitting on the kitchen counter for 24 hours, and then? They are going in the bator. And then, I will be having good times daily--in my dark bathroom with a flashlight--candling and sharing results (and hopefully pics!) with you guys.

What do you think? I know it's crazy, but....nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?

I say yay! Go for it.
I’m a big believer in miracles.

 

[staceyj]

For less anxiety!
You should be proud of getting those jobs! That's like interviewing over and over for each contract!



Ya'll are giving me courage to get to looking for a job!
Such great people!

We love you.
We are friends

 

[staceyj]

Ah, but I *am* a success story, DD!

I've lived with it for most of my life, and am still here (as the Pearl Jam lyrics go: Hey, hey, I, oh, I'm still alive. And that, quite simply, is the truth.)

25+ years of meds, therapy on/off, great self-awareness, support groups, a million self-help books, treatment in a partial-crazyhouse (and subsequent graduation from same) and--for the most part--an impressive resume and career, at least on paper. Hell, I was even featured on the cover of a veterinary journal once for a short story that I wrote (of course, it was a dirty one about a dog penis, and to this day I still can't believe that is my claim to fame, ha).

I am managed well with meds, and the skills I have acquired throughout the years. If
I ever feel myself slipping, I get the help I need. I know how to take care of myself.

I just have this propensity to be lazy and a layabout, and when I don't have the structure of a full-time job keeping me on track, I waste huge amounts of time, feel guilty about it, and then get a bit more in a hole. I have been this way ever since I was a kid. Summer vacation would be great for a couple weeks, and then....I would start to get in trouble.

I am going to put myself on a daily schedule, write one out, as stupid as that sounds, until I can get steady work again.

Uhhhhh hellllooooo PBM,
you’re going to have to send me the story of the dog penis.
I don’t care how.
I’ll pay the postage.

This is totally OT.

But--I just wanna let you guys know how much I love and appreciate you all.

I spend way too much time on here, I have depression, I fart around way too much and waste alot of time, and it drives my husband nuts. It drives me nuts, too, and I'm trying to come up with creative ways to spend less time online, for it totally is a time suck, for me.

Having depression--coupled with not being able to find a job, which is very disheartening!--sucks the big one. But it is as much a part of my daily routine as having that hours-long cup of coffee to come on here and chat with you all, and keep up with everyone's lives and stuff. And it picks me up, and makes me smile. And share in your triumphs and your sad moments and tough moments and just day-to-day stuff.

Ya'll are awesome. I'm kind of a loner in RL, am really picky about who I choose to spend time with--most of the time I wold rather be alone with a book and my dogs and chickens (and occasionally, my husband, and/or my BFF and drinking buddy Brian). But I could not be happier to have you guys as my crazy chicken friends. So thank you, for being there, and for being you.

And that is all the sappy, kumbayah-type shizzle you are getting out of me today. Carry on!

You know we love you too!

 

[staceyj]

When i was in nursing school i sat with a woman all day who was dying. I felt so bad for her, the son was busy working. I did what i could for her.

Back when I was in pulmonary, and worked night shift alone just waiting for codes and traumas and c-sections, and emergency catheterization, before hiv/aids had a name, I used to sit at night with patients who’s families had abandoned them and hold their hands -without gloves. Spoon feed them ice chips. Fetch them clean pillowcases. Comb their hair.
No-one wanted to touch them.
Any contact at all made them so happy. Made them feel less alone.

Sometimes their friends would call the room and I’d answer and hold it to the patient’s ear even if they were too weak to talk. Sometimes tears would just roll from the outer corner of their eyes into their ears.

And lots of times I crossed all the damn lines and begged those friends to come and sit even though visiting hours were over and yes maybe it was the middle of the night, but I’d meet them at the ER entrance and smuggle them up the employee elevator to the floor with my own personal fireman’s keys.
The nurses never minded. They loved me. I was there to draw ABG’s and do pft’s but I could also suction, draw blood and I could start a line with my eyes closed and one arm tied behind my back.
No regrets.
We are all human. Everyone deserves comfort and companionship

 

[CSAchook]

Hi squatchers
Hugs hugs and more hugs to job hunters, job workers, would be hatchers and very good friends
Lately I have been enjoying the antics of my little cockerel. He is 19 weeks now and lookin for love. It is not going well for him. @Chickassan maybe he and Negan can cry in their beer together sometime. Roux has set his sights on my white cochin Blossom (aka my flock’s version of Hobo). Wants her to be his huckleberry He tries dancing for her and gets nothing. So then, deciding romance is dead, he goes for a sneak attack. I swear, if a rooster could nonchalantly whistle Usually she catches him before he can pounce. Sends him packing with fresh bite marks and a bruised ego. Yesterday he actually managed to land on her back but slid off almost immediately. She grasped some of his wing feathers in her beak and flung him around in a circle like she was throwing a shot put. I laughed my head off watching My hens are strong independent women! If Blossom can’t ditch him on her own, the alpha hen steps in and fights him off for her. Girl power!

 

[CSAchook]

Back when I was in pulmonary, and worked night shift alone just waiting for codes and traumas and c-sections, and emergency catheterization, before hiv/aids had a name, I used to sit at night with patients who’s families had abandoned them and hold their hands -without gloves. Spoon feed them ice chips. Fetch them clean pillowcases. Comb their hair.
No-one wanted to touch them.
Any contact at all made them so happy. Made them feel less alone.

Sometimes their friends would call the room and I’d answer and hold it to the patient’s ear even if they were too weak to talk. Sometimes tears would just roll from the outer corner of their eyes into their ears.

And lots of times I crossed all the damn lines and begged those friends to come and sit even though visiting hours were over and yes maybe it was the middle of the night, but I’d meet them at the ER entrance and smuggle them up the employee elevator to the floor with my own personal fireman’s keys.
The nurses never minded. They loved me. I was there to draw ABG’s and do pft’s but I could also suction, draw blood and I could start a line with my eyes closed and one arm tied behind my back.
No regrets.
We are all human. Everyone deserves comfort and companionship

You are a true gem of a human being. I am so lucky to have you as my friend

 

[drumstick diva]

Stupid hens, the young roo might be just what would set their hearts afluttering

 

[CSAchook]

Stupid hens, the young roo might be just what would set their hearts afluttering

I am sure they will all work it out in the end. And the two pullets adore him He takes good care of them.

 

[Suzi18]

Shoutout to all y'all MIA Squatchers who have been gone for a long time!!

@Smuvers Farm
@Suzi18
@Hope Hughes
@Sassysouth (haven't seen you in FOREVER--you still there??)
@KikisGirls (probably off hatching more balut eggs)
Yo, check in, guys! Miss ya's!!!!

Hi Momma. I've been thinking about you lately as one of my Seramas just hatched 2 babies. They are beyond adorable. Hopefully you and all the other Squatchers are well. Thanks for missing me.

 

[staceyj]

You are a true gem of a human being. I am so lucky to have you as my friend

Thanks! I’m glad you’re my friend too!