My husband called me at work the other day when he was on daddy duty and wanted to cook up some eggs for the kids. I cracked up because this was a VERY good question. Let me just set the scene.... I have 16 hens, no roosters. A few months ago I decided to let my girls free range on my property. A few of them have decided to lay eggs in other places besides the nest boxes. So we are always on the search for a hidden batch of eggs. One hen even decided to set on a big batch of unfertilized eggs. I had another hen go broody so I bought some local fertile eggs to put under her just for the fun of it. I ordered some awesome, precious Ameraucana eggs that I now have in the incubator. So the particular morning when my husband called me there were cartons of egg everywhere. Eggs that had been shipped and were resting before going in incubator, eggs I had found out in the woods that I was going to boil up and give back to chickens cuz I am not sure how old they are, eggs that were going under our broody hen and of course... fresh eggs ready to be eaten. I cracked up... I can just picture my poor husband looking around the kitchen and thought..."which eggs can we eat??" Thank god he asked! I would have had a heart attack if he had eaten my ameruacana eggs!
That's awesome! When I was selling hatching eggs this past spring and I had 12+ dozen sitting on the counter on a given day. This was funny explaining to our company why we had so many eggs! Good luck on your hatch! Nate
At least he knows how to ask Everyone at work would have been looking at me fun cause I would have busted up laughing
I had a delightful lady agree to send me some rather rare hatching eggs a couple of years ago. She had them in a carton on her kitchen counter while she was collecting enough to ship. Her husband ate them all, not knowing what they were for. I had to laugh! And yes, I did get some eggs a bit later! Carefully packed in a carton with my name and SAVE - DO NOT EAT all over it!
Better than my ex. He signed us up for a potluck. So I boiled 6 dozen eggs to make deviled eggs with. When I went to take them out of the fridge just before the potluck to peel them and stuff them, they were all gone. The ex said that they looked weird so he threw them away. It apparently never occurred to him that if there was a bowl with 6 dozen eggs in it, and he hadn't put them in the fridge himself that I must have put them in the fridge. Nor did it occur to him that if I'd put them in the fridge after he left for work, that maybe I might want them for something?
