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[chickadoodles]

Happy Saturday back at ya and to all!

CC I have a batchelor pen of Cockerels I wish I could get DH to put in the freezer. Their crowing is driving me nuts!

 

[Bunnylady]

Have I told you guys, lately, that I love each and every crazy, scattered, down to earth, random, ambitious, laid back, kind-hearted, one of you? I would have never dreamed that a group of people that I have never met could feel so close to my heart.

Hugs for everyone!

Somehow, I don't think Wisher has been sewing.

But you are so right, this is a great buncha folks!

Love ya too, gal!

 

[chickadoodles]

Scg it sounds like you have been working on your sewing like crazy.


I started two quilts two years ago that I would like to finish before Christmas. hahaha

 

[superchemicalgirl]

Soooo......don't keep us waiting.....what happened?!

Oh unfortunately it's not even a good story. As Dsqard can attest to, I do not "adult" well. I needed to make a box that fit on top of my bee hive, so it had to be the same dimensions as the other boxes. I managed to correctly measure (thanks to sewing) and cut the 8 boards I needed for the box for each hive.

At this point I was going to use screws to attach them, but I couldn't find a battery that was fully charged so I decided to try to nail them together. That was a bad idea. I hit my finger and made the nail come out the side of the wood.

Got the nail pulled out.

Saw the wood glue.

Couldn't get the squirt top open (it was glued) so I unscrewed the bottle and poured wood glue onto the sides and tried to stick them together.

Unfortunately when I measured the wood I measured it so that it fit together with each piece abutting the previous piece and then going all the way to the end where the next piece abutted.

Anyway, what that meant is that when I went to go clamp it the clamps didn't work because the box kept collapsing.

I ended up with glue everywhere.

I managed to fit the box back together but with the ton of glue everywhere it ended up leaking and gluing itself onto the ground.



On further thought I just went and bought insulated quilt boxes from Kelleybees. Should be here next week.

 

[chickadoodles]

Quote: My heart goes out to you. I have had these kind of days.

 

[getaclue]

Wisher, thank you and we all feel the same about you. You are a very bright spot in our lives.

Got a rooster in a cage in my garage. I'm hoping that if I ignore him, he'll shut up. His foot is swollen. I don't see a bumble, but I want to soak it about 3 times today, and a few more days in epsom salt water to draw out anything. He's had foot problems off, and on since I got him, but since I switched his coop, he and his ladies insist on staying up on top of the grow out pen that's inside this one. He weighs too much for that height. I've almost got their ramp done. I can install it tomorrow, so that should help.

 

[NotAFarm]

Quote: Sounds like a good story to me

"do not 'adult' well"

The most important thing is that you, and we, learned something. Get quilt boxes from Kelleybees.

 

[superchemicalgirl]

BF could have made lovely quilt boxes in about 20 minutes. Unfortunately he was working the overnight shift last week and this week he is hunting sunup to sundown. He built a lovely guinea chateau last weekend so they're out in the chicken coop, but protected from the big kids and their own stupidity. I was told during the building of that "please go away, I don't need your kind of help. I'll call you when I need help carrying it out to the coop."

There's another story there, for you.

About my adulting skills.

So the guinea chateau is about 3.5 feet tall. It's hard to bend down into it, so you basically have to go over the top and in. I had to do this a few times to do things like put shavings in, etc. At one point I was trying to get back out and I felt the back of my pants catch, but then they released so I didn't think anything of it. When I was done moving the guineas in I ran into the house, undressed and threw my clothes into the washer, and then took a shower. The next day I worked and I had to be somewhere really soon after the biddies went to bed. I ended up working a bit late, so I was in a flurry and right before the biddies all went to bed I ended up getting pooped on. And not one of those "just brush it off" poops, either. That Rhode Island Red managed to poop down the back of my neck - where the jacket sticks out about an inch from the neck? Yeah, she deposited a nice squishy turd right in there. So, I didn't have time for this, but I had to go take an emergency shower. Upon getting out of the shower I had to get dressed, and quickly, and my first thought was that there was an entire outfit already in the dryer from the day before. So I put that on and went out into town.

The next day was similar, had to be back somewhere right after nightfall. I had only worn the previous day's pants a few hours so I figured I'd just grab them and put them on since they were "clean." When I went to grab them I saw that the butt part was split at the back pocket from where it had caught on the guinea chateau Sunday night.

So basically Monday I was out in public with my butt hanging out and wearing an "I love _____" (a specific town in Utah that is also a primarily nocturnal, large, semi-aquatic rodent) shirt.

 

[chickadoodles]

to funny sorry.

 

[chickadoodles]

Here is one quilt top and pieces that I need to get done before Christmas.