I got my Turkey eggs from Miss Prissy today !
all Eggs arrived perfectly , no runs, no drips, no cracks, Great packing job and the PO didn't use they as a volleyball. ( last batch of eggs looked like it went through a blender grrr)
So story goes like this:
Sets the scene:
TV on Xm cranked as loud as it can safely go with out blowing speakers,
Puppy sitting looking up expectantly at the known white mail box( cracked eggs equal a treat)
Bubble wrap:
scissors:
sneaky hubby ( I thought he still wasn't home)
I bring the box in all excited, yeahhhh eggs arrived, I open the box start taking out the packing material and finally get one of the little beauties in my hand and just set the scissors to the tape , hubby must have snuck in before songs switched as I did not hear him come in.
I just barely sneak the blade under the first piece of tape and the jerk says loudly "WHAT YA GOT THERE"?
I jump out of my skin and then hear "POP" I close me eyes not wanting to even think about looking, I sneak one eye open and look down at the puppy who is looking up at me expectantly, ohhh noooo i bet its busted, sigh give in and peek out and there is the egg sitting in my hand still but no oozing? huh? I heard it pop. so I carefully open the bubble wrap and low and behold the egg is perfect.
Carefully set the egg on the crate turn around slowly ( scissors in hand) and CHASE after hubby, "You idiot you made me think I broke that egg, you JERK!" as he is running away laughing like a complete idiot,
.
Now to appreciate the hilarity of the situation you must know hubby is nearly 60 I am 51 and fat so running after the old fart isn't such a good idea. plus it isn't a real pretty sight with all that flab flaying around.
Now I have unwrapped many eggs in bubble wrap and I have never had fire cracker loud wrap before lol.
usually bubble wrap goes pffft nope not this stuff, just to be certain I popped another, and sure enough made myself jump yet again LOL. geesh you would think I would have left well enough alone.
so moral of the story:
let hubby know turkey eggs are coming, lock the derned door if you plan on being sneaky about getting them in the bator. and have a different egg on hand for the poor left out puppy.
all Eggs arrived perfectly , no runs, no drips, no cracks, Great packing job and the PO didn't use they as a volleyball. ( last batch of eggs looked like it went through a blender grrr)
So story goes like this:
Sets the scene:
TV on Xm cranked as loud as it can safely go with out blowing speakers,
Puppy sitting looking up expectantly at the known white mail box( cracked eggs equal a treat)
Bubble wrap:
scissors:
sneaky hubby ( I thought he still wasn't home)
I bring the box in all excited, yeahhhh eggs arrived, I open the box start taking out the packing material and finally get one of the little beauties in my hand and just set the scissors to the tape , hubby must have snuck in before songs switched as I did not hear him come in.
I just barely sneak the blade under the first piece of tape and the jerk says loudly "WHAT YA GOT THERE"?
I jump out of my skin and then hear "POP" I close me eyes not wanting to even think about looking, I sneak one eye open and look down at the puppy who is looking up at me expectantly, ohhh noooo i bet its busted, sigh give in and peek out and there is the egg sitting in my hand still but no oozing? huh? I heard it pop. so I carefully open the bubble wrap and low and behold the egg is perfect.
Carefully set the egg on the crate turn around slowly ( scissors in hand) and CHASE after hubby, "You idiot you made me think I broke that egg, you JERK!" as he is running away laughing like a complete idiot,
Now to appreciate the hilarity of the situation you must know hubby is nearly 60 I am 51 and fat so running after the old fart isn't such a good idea. plus it isn't a real pretty sight with all that flab flaying around.
Now I have unwrapped many eggs in bubble wrap and I have never had fire cracker loud wrap before lol.
usually bubble wrap goes pffft nope not this stuff, just to be certain I popped another, and sure enough made myself jump yet again LOL. geesh you would think I would have left well enough alone.
so moral of the story:
let hubby know turkey eggs are coming, lock the derned door if you plan on being sneaky about getting them in the bator. and have a different egg on hand for the poor left out puppy.
