When my hubby was a kid he had chickens. Silkies to be exact and I really want one or two. He said that I can't have one unless I live on a farm and I don't... I live in the city. So I asked my Uncle if I could get one for their chicken coop and I could just name it and pretend that I had a chicken.
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Who could say no to that chicken?
Hubby: What are you going to call your chicken?
Me: Fried
Hubby: What?
Me: Yea, when I call her I want to say here fried chicken, here fried chicken.
Hubby: You are a dork.
Me: So?
And then the conversation turned to pigs. I want a pig more than a chicken. I can't help it I love pigs! What would I name it? Bacon, Hamlet, Wilbur... maybe I can have all 3?!?
We have a lot of conversations about living on a farm... I could never eat my pets. Mike on the other hand would hunt them in a hot second...
My Aunt gave me these little guys... ok, I wish that they would hatch someday, but they are just chicken eggs... for cooking.
We had breakfast for dinner that night.
Hours later my brain wouldn't stop thinking about chickens... I couldn't even sleep because I was trying to figure out how to get a chicken. I figure that would be easier than a pig AND the fair is in town, so I am sure I could get my hands on a little chick.
Me: giggling in bed
Hubby: What are you laughing about?
Me: How are chicken eggs fertilized? I mean, I have seen it all on Nat Geo, but never chickens.
Hubby: Ugh, they just do... they can't be fertilized after the egg laid, they have to have sex.
Me: Oh yea, I guess so.
Me: What do chickens do with eggs that aren't fertilized in the wild? Do they just kick them out the nest?
Hubby: I don't know.
Me: Does each egg have to be fertilized individually? How many eggs can a chicken hatch at the same time?
Hubby: They don't all hatch at once.
Me: I know, but how many can they have at once.
Hubby: They only have one nest at a time, I am sure they can sit on several eggs at a time.
Me: How many eggs are normally in a litter? (I know that a little isn't the right term, but it's the only one I could think of)
Hubby: I don't know Nichole, go to sleep.
Me: I can't.
Me: Why hasn't Ollie laid an egg? (Ollie is my parents parrot, that now lives with my sis)
Hubby: total silence
Me: Oh nevermind, Ollie is a boy.
This went on for almost an hour until my hubby started snoring...
Sometimes I tell people that I have a fried egg for a brain, this is one of those days.
HAHAHAH Nichole!! This is an AWESOME POST!!! My Grand-father is actually a chicken expert.. yes yes.. he's 84 and still works because he loves his job so much. He travels all around the world too.. all because of chickens. He eats 2 eggs everyone morning.. he puts them on the stove in water.. brings the water to a boil and sets his timer to 2 minutes. After 2 minutes the eggs come right out of the pot and he takes the shell off and breakfast time. He swears that his morning egg ritual is what keeps him top shape. I swear he looks like he's 59.. doesn't look 84.
ReplyDeleteHe had my parents run one of his chicken ''operations'' years ago (I wasn't born).. and my sister got ''attacked'' by a rooster... because of this she's scared of roosters/chickens and EGGS.
I had a chicken my jr in high school. A boy gave it to me to ask me to a dance. I named him chicky and LOVED him. I had to get rid of him when we moved :(
ReplyDeletefunny story, my teacher in HS had a friend who lived on a farm. He had a cow named Bessie and when his parents chop him up they labeled him Bessie in the freezer. How terrible is that?
I don't think i am made out for farm living...
HAHA! LOL This post is hilarious. YOU are hilarious. :)
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"Oh nevermind, Ollie is a boy."
ReplyDeleteHAHA. i literally laughed out loud. and I don't do that. even with funny movies, people think i don't like them because i'm not laughing on the outside, just on the inside.
i laughed on the outside. you are hilarious!
Oh My Goodness. I think you are my twin. I drain my husband with my off the wall chatter too!
ReplyDeleteYes I'm a little excited about this!
I thought I was the only one:)
Great post-still thrilled by the way!
What a funny post, I would to live on a farm as well. I am your newest follower from the GFC blog hop
ReplyDeleteAfter serving a mission in the Midwest I would love to live on a farm. I just wouldn't want to work it. It is hard work!
ReplyDeleteHysterical!!! don't you love it when you lay awake at night thinking of the craziest things!?
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