I'm 1000000% behind this experiment. Don't think for one hot second when Negan passes I won't be hatching the whole tatering egg bowl.:)

You say unstylish...I say rarwww.:caf

Girl, had I thought for a minute he was gonna die, I woulda pulled those eggs immediately and put em in the bator....but he was doing so well! I really thught he was gonna pull through.

Rarwww NOTHING....that hair was awful and I know it! Every ten years or so I get a bug up my butt and chop all my hair off. That was while it was growing back. And it looked like the most hideous femullet, yikes.

I will never cut my hair off again. I do NOT look good in short hair!
 
Good afternoon i'm super late! I woke up late, like nearly half an hour, but nobody ate each other. Went to tsc got some chicken food and hay. Chick bin was full of RIR's straight run "aka tub of roosters" and a tub of bantam suprises labeled ducks. Lord I hope most people know those aren't ducks. Hot as a mothertater here even though it is cloudy, and iv'e got a pet groundhog under my storage building. Iv'e apparently been feeding him and he's comfy enough to just stroll around like a giant hampster....just peachy.:caf
 
Sable is definitely feeling better!
She's back to running laps and linbackering me in the run!
I am super happy about that.

I passed up the deal of a lifetime today.
OK that MAY be an exaggeration.
Petsmart has a baby guinea pig that was born with half her left ear missing. She is super cute! The store manager offered to let me adopt her no charge!!

I had to pass.
Sable would have been nuts with it squeaking! She takes the squeaky toys away from the other dogs and puts them on my bed.

Yeah, I don't need a guinea pig in my bed.
:rolleyes:


I'm so happy about Sable. :celebrate:wee Yay!!!!!!
 
PBM the craziest thing I ever did to get hired was volunteer where there wasn't a job opening. Told the hospital procurement director that I needed to build a network. Four weeks in, he took me to a conference and sold me to the CFO of a smaller hospital down the road.

21 when I worked at the factory, it would take all weekend to get my hands clean and then back at it.
 
Gotta get off this board now! Hubby getting restless.

But.....The Great EggSperiment is on! I set 11 suspect Lafayette-schmoo'ed eggs in the bator today. They look like they are AC eggs, but could be Silkie mixed in.

I have 11 more that are going in the bator tomorrow that are definitely not all AC eggs. Again, could be Silkie, may even be from Flower, but that is less likely.

I will start candling on Day 3 and every day after. I figure, if I see no activity after a week, then they get tossed!

Wish me luck! :flI may just wind up with a partially black-skinned, feather-footed, black combed, mille-fleur-looking mutant, lol!!!
 
PBM the craziest thing I ever did to get hired was volunteer where there wasn't a job opening. Told the hospital procurement director that I needed to build a network. Four weeks in, he took me to a conference and sold me to the CFO of a smaller hospital down the road.

21 when I worked at the factory, it would take all weekend to get my hands clean and then back at it.

Yup! That's what I want to avoid. Dirty gross hands that wont come clean no matter how much gojo one uses.
It's been a year since I quit my job and my hands are still full of calluses.
 
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The Great EggSperiment Update Day 1:

Now there are only 7 eggs going in the bator tomorrow. Bucco (my goofy pit) knocked 4 of them off the counter with his giant paws, and was lapping them off the floor.

One looked like it may have been fertilized, another did not, and the other two were mostly eaten.

Natural selection at work!
 
You're welcome PBM.

I think the easily sidetracked is from to many years multitasking.

My profession is in manufacturing. Electromechanical manufacturing to be precise.
I can hand solder surface mount parts on pc boards with great precision and put together equipment that weighs hundreds of pounds just as easily.
I have always ended up as a "lead", "trainer", substitute supervisor, repair specialist etc.
It makes for days of constant interruptions.
Most days the floor would sound like a herd of barking Chihuahuas. "Barb, Barb, Barb, Barb." ALL TATERING DAY LONG!

It also makes me far to qualified for most jobs I would rather do. Being 50 makes it harder still.

I want a job that I can leave at work not wake in the night with my mind racing. Oh and a job that is not so dirty and gross that I can do quilting without ruining the fabric due to ground in grease in my calluses.
Part of why I'm a cleaning lady. It's not glamorous for sure but there is virtually no stress. I don't have a boss breathing down my neck or a strict schedule. As for the gross part-- yeah it can be but that's what disposable gloves and soap are for.
 

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