Should I buy eggs or wait it out?

Fall is my favorite too.  It's one thing I really miss, since we don't really get a nice fall in this part of California.  It's dry and the ground is crunchy.  And then it rains, if we're lucky, and the ground is mucky until the weeds start to grow.  But we don't have to worry about snow in the winter, so I'm good with the trade off. 


Aww that stinks :/ i love fall! It's so pretty too!!
 
W4w, she likes dresses. At least the ones I put on her.
I am sure you are just devastated that you have to incubate again!

I'm concentrating as hard as I can to type! I'm sick in the bathroom. Been stuck here for almost an hour. I really hope this goes away tonight. I have too much to do!
Cheeka, you said youre bored. Cone take care of me.
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Stiofain Gael MacGeough popped in and shared a great story with us ...
As a bagpiper, I play many gigs. Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play at a graveside service for a homeless man. He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper’s cemetery in the back country. As I was not familiar with the backwoods, I got lost and, being a typical man, I didn’t stop for directions.
I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight. There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch.
I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place. I didn’t know what else to do, so I started to play.
The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I’ve never played before for this homeless man.
And as I played ‘Amazing Grace,’ the workers began to weep. They wept, I wept, we all wept together. When I finished I packed up my bagpipes and started for my car. Though my head hung low, my heart was full.
As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, “I never seen nothin’ like that before and I’ve been putting in septic tanks for twenty years.”
Apparently, I’m still lost… It’s a man thing.
 
I made it through the night! Ha ha! I don't trust using a trash can. My bed is high, and I was afraid I would fall out of bed if I tried just leaning over. Besides, I would no sooner stop retching than I would start again.
You guys really don't wanna know this!
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So which one did you choose?  I like the first one, but only because it looks warmer for winter weather.  They are both cute.  Does Duckling have a preference?  My fist son wore lots of adorable blue jean overalls.  I saved them all since I figured either a boy or girl would be able to wear them in the future. Son #2 came along and would NOT wear overalls.  He was about Duckling's age, and adamant about no overalls.  Sheesh!  I sold them at a yard sale.  :(


#1 Top dress. Way too cute and Cowgirl-ish.
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I picked up a bug from Duckling. Crap! I feel so guilty now that I realize what I have done, I can't even think about it without crying again.
Duckling was sick all day yesterday, and even this morning. This morning I thought maybe she had a little stomach ache. It was when I was talking on another thread that it all came back to me. All of the signs, and everything that had happened yesterday. That poor baby is as sick as I am. I had been dismissing every thing that was pointing to the fact that she is sick. Each thing made me think that she was just being a toddler. I even gave her a timeout for throwing a temper tantrum. I am so glad I didn't smack her butt for that! She had only been trying to tell me that she was feeling too sick to play.
 
I picked up a bug from Duckling. Crap! I feel so guilty now that I realize what I have done, I can't even think about it without crying again.
Duckling was sick all day yesterday, and even this morning. This morning I thought maybe she had a little stomach ache. It was when I was talking on another thread that it all came back to me. All of the signs, and everything that had happened yesterday. That poor baby is as sick as I am. I had been dismissing every thing that was pointing to the fact that she is sick. Each thing made me think that she was just being a toddler. I even gave her a timeout for throwing a temper tantrum. I am so glad I didn't smack her butt for that! She had only been trying to tell me that she was feeling too sick to play.
Don't be so hard on yourself, MC.
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If parents were perfect, all the therapists would be put out of business!

It's really hard to take care of someone else when there should be somebody taking care of sick you.
 

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