Yesterday, Bobby and I went to the livestock auction in Westminster. It was our third time going: once for chicks, twice for Ameraucanas, and the third time to replace the roosters. Well, we struck out the first two times, but three's a charm, and we came home with five fluffy hens: three
Delawares and two
New Hampshire Reds. We've already gotten
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(Are you too young to remember a BBC sitcom that used to run on PBS called "Good Neighbours"? It was filmed in the 70s, but ran over here in the late 80s? Anyhow, Tom and Barbara Good were a couple who decided to turn their home in a fancy suburb of London into a self-sustainable mini-farm. Anyway, your saga of the chickens reminded me of them.)
And I can identify with the waiting on others thing-- so very frustrating, and a lot of times, you can't *push* because you don't want to tick the said others off to the point that they will slow you down even more. ((hugs))
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I was born in '81, so I suppose it was in my era, but I don't remember it. I don't consciously remember sitcoms until my sister and I were old enough to think that staying home on Friday nights with my Uncle Wodie to watch TGIF while my parents when to The Piece was a treat. ;) I guess I was in middle school by then. The Goods would be the norm rather than the exception where we live. The two houses across the street from us both have chickens. People with vegetable gardens far outnumber those without. (I'm talking about the "old" suburbs of my hometown, not the Bob Ward Homes, the hive of McMansions down the hill from us.) We're actually zoned for light agriculture up here on the hill, and many people take advantage of that. :)
We've already decided on next year's new ag project: honeybees! :) Bobby's already looking into it, since apparently, you have to order bees in the fall for spring delivery. (Whodda thunk it?? :D)
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Anyway, your chicken troubles sounded to me a lot like the sort of thing that might have happened to the Goods, LOL!
Balancing acts and depending on others is never fun.
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Hope you can keep up with yourself!Thanks! :) Things are coming along, although I've had to make some decisions I didn't want to make (like choosing to skip a local SCA event today to get stuff done ( ... )
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Oh and what a clusterfuckery of admin business at your school: wow. You'd think they would be glad with a student who works so dilligently to have things done on time.
And hey, I also happen to know how hard you do work on fannish projects like anniversaries and such *pokes*
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We're going to but haven't decided what to name them yet. We've decided to keep our roosters named Blanche, Sophia, Dorothy, and Dicey Riley, so we're retiring those names (and Molly Malone too, of course).
Oh and what a clusterfuckery of admin business at your school: wow.
It's very frustrating. The new director of internships emailed me back at the start of the semester, this long email about how she's my advocate and blah blah blah. To which I enthusiastically replied with my questions about the process and got ... no answer. ._.
And hey, I also happen to know how hard you do work on fannish projects like anniversaries and such *pokes*
*blush* Okay, you got me there. But I'm dreadfully behind on reference stuff and haven't even started the newsletter! >.
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So do I. That's why email is great for me but (there's always a but) it drives me crazy when emails don't get answered and I'm not talking about fannish questions but people whose supposed job *is* to answer the emails, emails that they've promised to answer ASAP and that are important for some kind of important reason (not that it bothers them). End of rant (been expecting emails that obviously will never get sent).
After getting this out of my system, congratulations on the chickens! Your rooster saga will be remembered! :D
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Your rooster saga will be remembered! :D
Indeed it will! :D
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