winner winner chicken dinner
I won two quarters in my office Super Bowl pool. It somewhat made up for the awful commercials. Other than the finger sucking, they were pretty much lame. I woke up thinking about what I should do with my windfall. I have decided to invest in some chickens. I’ve always wanted a backyard coop, so it is now or never. And not just any chickens. The pretty, furry ones.
Aren’t they the cutest things you have ever seen? I will need a chicken coop for my little darlings. How about this one…
Or this one (minus the tiny, creepy horse)…
Oops. I think that might send me over budget. Plus, I’m not sure if Mayor Mary allows chickens inside the city limits. I guess I will take a small step in the right direction and just buy the flower pin from the top photo. I don’t want my someday chickens to be embarrassed by my lack of accessories, and that tiny horse is already judging me.
(Seriously, I really do want chickens someday)
What happens when the chickens attack you when you try to feed them? (Yah… what then?)
Get some chickens. Just don’t get a male one.
you are hilarious!! I am so glad your mom told me about your blog…keep the beauty secrets coming!!!