I Know You Didnt Mean Any Thing With It. I Am Just Tired Of Ebay & Cl People. I Got A Call Today For The Pig I Was Selling. I Said A Few Times That I Didnt Have A Pig And She Insisted That I Had One For Sale. I Even Checked The Pig Ad And The Phone # Didnt Come Close To Mine. I Said That I Had Silkie Chicks For Sale & She Kept Insisting I Had A Pig For Sale Until I Said Some Thing That Wasnt Nice & Hung Up. Just Tired Of Stupid People. I Shouldnt Have Argued With Her About Me Not Having A Pig To Sell And Just Gave Her An Address Far Out East To Pick Up The Pig!
Wow, I'm lurking here and finding out how conspiratorial you women are. Sneakin' in chickens! Must be the same for shoes, clothes and jewelry...
Hey, us guys just play stupid. We love it when you ladies sneak things in. It's the price tag that gets us!
Maggie, congrats on your son's engagement. Our son got engaged a few months back. They are getting married next July. We can't wait for grandkids either.
Hope you all had a good day. I got my pickles in three varieties when my wife brought them back form Stormville, along with some nice marinated mushrooms. Spent the rest of the day out and about.
I bought some huge white potatoes from a local farmer at Stormville and mixed up a batch of potato salad today. My daughter told me it was "aces" and she's not a big potato salad gal. The DDP is not a big fan either, so I guess the BIG potato salad gal is gonna be me.
I taught the DDP chicken math. He's convinced that one of our chicks is a rooster. I told him if we had to rehome him, I'd have to get three more. He didn't even flinch. Said it's a good thing we're expanding the coop!
On the way back from Home Depot, he said he could never eat his chickens. HIS chickens!
Took the girls out for their first taste of free-ranging in the backyard. DDP was on hawk patrol.
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How cute they are. Adorable at that size, just like a puppy. Why can't they stay that way?
Haha! She did not sneak in the pickles, but said she did not get much else? Hmmm.
Chicken math is the bane of all who own them. Coop and run size, venting square footage, roost lengths, all the other equations, blah, blah, blah. And it never comes out being perfect anyway. Enough to make you mad. But the math that shows the need for more chickens, that, is the most devious of all. And we do it to ourselves, no less! Gotta love it...Honey guess what? We have more chickens than we thought...
Can't be, I just counted them this morning. Well, you must have been mistaken.
Quick, Al!! You had better check under the seats, and in the trunk of her car, before she ninjas in any more stuff!
But then again, the closer the trip, the less she will have to "stock up". I'm sure if I went, I'd need a trailer towed behind my truck!
Yes Memphis is cool & I will save a tree for you Mags. The year before I got rocks from the King of Rock & Roll back yard. We bought a truck in Oklahoma and drove it home going through Kentucky stopping to look at the Corvette museum & to look at a 69 Camaro in Memphis. I took the Graceland tour & Vin drove around. After 4 hours in Graceland I came out & Vin was waiting for me with the serius radio dj who had his microphone on me asking me why I love E so much. I explained the whole story that at 12 I saw my first E movie Viva Las Vegas on the 4:30 movie after school one day & always thought I would meet him some day and how I was teased as a kid because I loved him when every one else thought his career was over. I got to say that I traveled 1,000 miles to be at Graceland. When I finished he said it would be on the radio in about two weeks. I was upset because I didnt have Serius at home. Two weeks later Vin buys a car (dealer) with serius radio & I hear myself on the radio & he plays "The Lady Loves Me" from the scene by the pool when E tries to meet Ann Margret and he sings to her & falls in the pool. He said it was for Jeanett. I was in my glory (still am thinking about it) Sorry that this had nothing to do with chickens
That's cool. I was going to add that my aunt had a President Kennedy ivy in her yard, she wanted everyone to take a cutting.
Didn't thrill me at the time, but I still remember it.
I have someone here on Long Island, has a '69 Camaro "project car". He just doesn't have the time, as everyone else I know.