My sister and brother-in-law are keeping Jack next Saturday. We took my nephew last weekend, so it is a bit of a swap. This week, Troy and I had the following conversation about our “free time”:
Me: hey sweetie, I have a great idea for Saturday afternoon.
Troy: oh yeah?
Me: yeah. It will take about 2 hours. 😉
Troy: :eyebrows raise:
Me: it’s something we can’t do when Jack is around…
Troy: :eyebrows now up in his hairline:
Me: we, can…
Troy: :looks at me expectantly:
Me: finally clean the garage!!!!
Troy: :shoulders sag, and he walks away:
Needless to say, our garage is finally getting cleaned out this coming weekend. Yippee!
Chicken Naming Contest results!
I’m pretty sure that anyone who read the comments kinda instantly knew what her name would be.
Of course. Of course. OF COURSE I would pick “Mother Clucker“. Around little ears though, we’re going to call her “Momma”.
The girls are hilarious, and we’re so pleased to have them here finally. We’ll be more pleased when they get around to laying eggs, but all in good time. We added more sand this week, and then last night I added a bunch of white wood shavings (word on the street is cedar is toxic for the chickies) to the floor. When I started dreaming of a coop about two years ago, I really wanted to do the deep litter method, but with the coop design I chose, I was worried about the shavings getting all wet and clumpy. Now that we’ve have the ladies in there for a week, I can see where the rain comes in, so I tried to place the shavings in the drier spots. I know they’ll kick it everywhere, but I can only do what I can do!
The shavings were a welcome distraction for the girls, as I could tell they were a little bored. They were starting to pick feathers out of each other and were having a game of chase around the coop with them in their beaks.
One two separate occasions, 5:30 and 11 am, I’ve caught a raccoon watching “chicken TV”. Le sigh. The coop is solid and Troy did a fab job securing the hardware cloth, but a mama always worries. I eventually want a chicken tractor so that they can be a bit more “free range” in the yard, but the 11 am raccoon visit has me a little stressed about letting them out of the safety of their strong coop.
In other news, my chickens are morons.
They can’t figure out how to roost, so every night at 9:30 pm, I have to go out and pick them up and put them on the roosts. Within seconds, they’re on the divider between the coop part and the rest of the run, and they stay there until morning. Yesterday, I caught them all in a cluster sleeping on the stairs up to the coop. Dummies.
Meal plan time! Reminder, I only plan dinners, because breakfast is always smoothies or eggs with something, and lunches are always leftovers. We rarely eat dessert during the week, and our dinner drink of choice is water kefir soda.
Monday:: Organic hot dogs from Trader Joes, coleslaw, and grilled asparagus.
Tuesday:: I’m working late. Booooooo. Let’s say leftovers or cereal.
Wednesday:: Grilled shrimp kebabs, grilled asparagus, and an Asian noodle salad that I just found the recipe for in my homemade recipe book.
Thursday:: Breakfast for dinner.
Friday:: Popcorn dinner. Yes, seriously we eat popcorn for dinner. It’s popcorn, leftovers, cheese slices, fruit, and cut up veggies. Everyone gets as much as they want, and no one leaves hungry. I adore Fridays because it is the easiest night of the week for making everyone happy!
Sunday:: Family dinner at my parent’s.
I didn’t track my spending this week, but I still have cash leftover, so I know I was under budget!
What are you guys having?