My computer bit the big one...so I was technologically deficient. No email, no blogging, no shopping...aaaaah. Anyway I remained busy. We lost Mrs. Wiggins. She was just gone one morning. She was peacefully stretched out next to the dust bath, she looked like she was sleeping, but chickens don't sleep like that. It was probably a form of gout which causes dehydration and kidney failure. She never layed an egg. The very next day, the girls layed 10 eggs. That's right someone produced two eggs on the same day. I like to think of it as a farewell salute to a lost sister...okay girls, chicken power (pumping fist in the air)
Yesterday I collected 12 eggs..( wtf?? ) Okay, this is getting creepy.
My daughter is making chocolate truffles in an attempt to kill me through sugar poisoning. She is a very talented dessert cook. I love trying her new creations...I'm not supposed to, but I love it anyway.
And I'm not just saying that so I can bum her computer...I really mean it.
Peace and love to you all...
Thursday, February 28, 2013
Monday, February 4, 2013
There is no joy in Muddville....
Okay so who didn't watch the super bowl? WHAT, are you nuts ?!! My whole family watched it, although in honesty my daughter just wanted the chicken wings and spinach dip. The first half was boring I'll admit. My husband came back and watched the half-time show...and ate chicken wings.
After the power failure, when the game picked up, the cheering began. Me- "WOO HOO, GO, GO, GO !!" My husband- " Yes, well run, good job, nicely executed play". My daughter- " Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, listen to how dad cheers. He is so fun to listen to, really!" So our new task is to teach my husband how to cheer.
So the food was bitchin' and the game was pretty good...after the power failure. The commercials were fun. Except for the Go.Daddy geek smooch...yuck. The dog got some snacks too.
But, in the end, they lost. My daughter was happy because she was cheering the Ravens....traitor. She likes Michael Oher (from the "Blindside"). So there is no joy in Muddville, they lost...
Peace and love to you all...
After the power failure, when the game picked up, the cheering began. Me- "WOO HOO, GO, GO, GO !!" My husband- " Yes, well run, good job, nicely executed play". My daughter- " Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, listen to how dad cheers. He is so fun to listen to, really!" So our new task is to teach my husband how to cheer.
So the food was bitchin' and the game was pretty good...after the power failure. The commercials were fun. Except for the Go.Daddy geek smooch...yuck. The dog got some snacks too.
But, in the end, they lost. My daughter was happy because she was cheering the Ravens....traitor. She likes Michael Oher (from the "Blindside"). So there is no joy in Muddville, they lost...
Peace and love to you all...
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