the girls

I have wanted chickens for years. At first the husband was not on board, he is not a farm kid like me, and he didn’t know what to expect. The day I said we didn’t need to have a rooster to have chickens and eggs a light went on.

“Really? How do you get eggs?" Well...after a short sex education lesson he agreed to chickens.

It took a few more years, but last spring we brought home 9 little yellow bundles from the farm store. They were so tiny and cute that I didn’t mind that they lived in my dining room for a few weeks.

 

They are outside now and in their own little cute house. We have had hours of entertainment from them. They have such funny personalities and we can really tell who is who. The waiting to see who is a rooster and who is a hen has been the hardest part!

A few weeks ago we came home from a camping trip to find 3 eggs in the coop! The number has steadily gone up to 8 eggs a day!! Considering the news about tainted eggs recently I would say our girls were right on time!!

home sweet home

Our girl is home again. Seven days without hearing her talk, slam a door or laugh. Every year I think it will be easier, but it never is.

The husband and I enjoy our time together, but we are a unit of three and we feel her missing-ness.

We had friends over, ate fancy meals she would never have eaten and watched R rated movies. We went for drives, had happy hour and made each other laugh. But in the background, under the noise was a sadness, a loneliness for our girl.

We are all together now and complete. I still catch myself staring at her, she has changed so much in a week. The way she talks, her brace-less smile is still new and I didn’t have time to get accustomed to it before she left. She is so tall, so beautiful that it takes my breath away.

I look at her and I see my chubby, blue eyed baby staring back at me from a teenagers body. It goes so fast and I don’t want to miss it, not even seven days worth...

just one day at a time...

I looked away
then I looked back at you,
You tried to say
the things that you can't undo,
If I had my way
I'd never get over you,
Today's the day
I pray that we make it through.

customer service 101

I want all the assholes to know that knocking on the desk and addressing me as "You" will not make me fax your disconnect notice to National Grid any faster.

Thank you

Overheard...

....."if Jesus was driving the bus I would have bought the lottery ticket...."

no words...

‎"If you end up not loving me, at least I know I tried."

lu·na·tic /ˈlunətɪk/ [loo-nuh-tik] noun

“I am writing a resume entirely out of dictionary definitions."

Said with extreme pride and a huge smile.