Wise choice, and that pic does look a lot like here, except seldom do ours all go to the same place at the same time. Here's some baby pics I just took (one day old chicks):
Wifey makes a special dish she calls "Annoying Rooster Pot Pie." So if any of those 14 babies is a rooster, he might get eaten sometime in the next 6 months to a year. We don't eat the hens because we want their eggs. We only collect the eggs that are laid in the coop or one of the barns. Anywhere else... well, they can get hatched for replacement stock.And THEN you eat them!
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I always thought it was silly that people think brown eggs are somehow better than white. Perhaps it is because people have been indoctrinated to think along the lines of bread: brown must be more nutritious because it is "whole wheat."
8/1 - 5: Just like cleaning supplies are died blue, because people think that clear liquids can not clean.... SMH.I always thought it was silly that people think brown eggs are somehow better than white. Perhaps it is because people have been indoctrinated to think along the lines of bread: brown must be more nutritious because it is "whole wheat."
Well, I figured I'd deal with my wife's car registration renewal while running errands, since one of those errands took me close to the AAA office. Stand in line for a few minutes, get to the counter, and open the envelope to hand over the form... only to find "Smog Check Required." My wife's car is a hybrid--we've owned the car for 11 years and never needed a smog test. However, it appears the State decided to start requiring hybrids (and in looking it up, I found they also require all-electric vehicles) to be smogged alongside all the other cars.
Be careful, Tiger!8/1 - 2: How about this Count. On Saturday as I am fixing to leave to my boss' party, I see some six or seven unknown cars. Oh yeah here we go again, the house right across from me is rental property and they always are renting it out to teenagers who like to party and then throw their empty beer bottles in my yard, used cigarette box and butts. I pick it up every time, and walk it over to their yard and give it back. Skipping a lot when I get back there are two cop cars, and they used the spot light on me for a moment. I go to talk to them, and they must have been on edge, told me to back up and came out kinda aggressive. Whew worked that out, and when the cops leave about 15 teenagers come piling out of the house. I had already taken photos of their licenses, four of the teenage boys come up at me very aggressively, had to defuse that one as well. One young man told me he was going to put me down and take my phone. "Oh really?" I try to hand my phone to one of then. Here take it. "I don't want it." They learned that public spaces are actually public. And still leaving out a lot.
Not as bad as your day, but I worked 45 mins past quittin' time.8/1 #4
What a day I had. Drove across town 4 times. Just when I thought it was over, the phone rings, emergency service call. Halfway across town again. 2 hours late getting home. At least I came home to goodies in the mailbox.
I get 'em from my backyard. Normally hidden in the hay feeders.
