Baby Powder and Chickens

So... who knows what you do when:

#1 you wake up late
#2 you have that kind of hair that is fine and greasy has to be washed every day
#3 you have to be at work on time because you may have been late a time or six already
#4 you can't throw a hat on for casual Friday b/c you have to go strait from work to a rehearsal for a wedding you're singing in tomorrow....

Huh? Any guesses?























You throw baby powder all over the roots of your hair, brush violently to fluff, tease, throw a headband on kiss your husband and puppy goodbye and run out the door :)

You're welcome.

Chickens:

8:55 am: Phone rings

Me: Hey babe

D: Hey -- Another one of our chickens got killed on the road

Me: Oh, no! What in the world?! Don't those stupid people see that it's 35 mph?!

D: Apparently not.

Me: Well, is it in tact enough to cook it up and eat?

{um, pick your jaw up off the floor... more about eating our chickens later :-}

D: No. It's a total waste.

Me: {angry} We've had more chickens killed on the road than anywhere else!

D: {asked as serious as if he were asking about my day} Huh. Do you think that's why they have that joke "Why'd the chicken cross the road?"

Me: {silence, trying to comprehend if he was joking}

D: Anna?

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HAPPY FRIDAY!!!

NOT ME MONDAY!!

Inspired by MckMama and her MSC*

You see... once upon a time, there was a husband and his wife and they lived on what the wife thought was a farm -- One day, they went to the local country store and saw hundreds of baby, cuddly, fluffy and cute chickens -- because they were for sale, the wonderful, fantastic and handsome husband bought the crazy and insane wife, 12 of them -- We move forward 10 months down the road to say... um, last night -- This wife would never, no not, never have to go out in the pouring rain at 11:00 at night to shut these full grown, not so cuddly, not so fluffy and, well, maybe still cute chickens up in their house because she would absolutely not have forgotten to shut it earlier and did not discover that the house had closed itself due to lots of wind and she did not have to chase 11 (one was eaten by our beagles) chickens around in the cold and rain until they were all safely shut up in their home... Nope! Not me!

I would never neglect to have Thanksgiving dinner on Thursday and this would not be because I had to work all day Wednesday and Friday and didn't have even one minute to bake, stir, fry or whatever before Thursday, so we did not have Thanksgiving Saturday all by ourselves and spend the day watching movies because it was raining outside...Nope! Not me!

We have lived in our home since last November (7th, to be exact) and I would never neglect our windows so that we look like we live in a crack house and I did not finally find the perfect window treatments and it did not take Dan and I 6 hours to do two windows and we are not totally loving that we finally live in a home and not an empty warehouse!... Nope! Not Me!

Some of you may remember I mentioned my graduation from the Master's in Counseling program in May -- Well... it took me 3 years to finish and #!&^%* odd dollars to pay for it and I absolutely did not tell my husband this week that if I had to do it all over again, I'd have gone to school to be a writer -- He did not respond with A WRITER?! You spent #!&^%* amount to get your Master's in Counseling and you'd now rather be a writer?!? Of course all was said in a (et hem) loving way and we did not laugh our arses off about it later... but since we never had this conversation... all's good in the Coker house... Nope! Not Me! :)

I am not announcing the WINNER OF MY GIVEAWAY today! So... there should not be one very excited person out there! Of course I would not be busy at all and therefore delayed gratification must arise... but SOON! ladies! Very soon!!! :)... Nope! Not Me!

*Many Small Children