So I killed a chicken....

This is about working my way country right. I bout 17 chicken for $90 great deal! My roos are happy. Im no long over ran by horney males and unwilling pullets.  Its to hold me over till I can start get some layers. Quiet possibly make some egg-stra (like the play on words) doe selling eggs.  But right away one had Egg Peritonitis so bad its rear was hairless and swollen out. In doing research. Finding I couldnt save it.  And my son wanting to be a scientist we killed and disected it.

I couldn't bare wringing the neck. I wanted to do it a humane way...but *ashamed* I drowned it.  I used this as a learning experience for my son. I told him it really wasnt the best way to kill a chicken. It wasnt humane. It was just the only way I could do it. But the chicken was suffering.   He still wants to wring a RIR chickens neck....

So....in skinning the chicken I was able to show muscle and fat and we plucked a few feathers.....amazingly....now I think about it once the chicken was dead....minus skinning it....it wasnt much diffrent then pulling stuff out of store bought chicken except its cleaner lol.

So I opened up the buldging butt....and was kinda upset at first thinking maybe I killed it for no reason. I saw what I thought was fat. I continue pulling it out and it registered it was partially cooked egg yolk. It filled her insides and was causing the buldging of her rear.  I found her intestants,  her liver, and then my hand hit blood sqwishy warm not like the yolk and I found the rest of the organs....including the one lung that was yolk engulfed.

Now I am parinoid about the others.

But for another day....I am trying booby-bating again wish me luck!

I know I know I need to write write write!

Playing catchup.  Its been 6 weeks since I fractured my foot (the 5th metatarsal)  on days I am more active the nights are tough. Doing the simplest things are tough. Like walking. I missed walking. I miss walking barefooted without accidentally stepping wrong causing pains.... I miss being active and sweating and seeing a decline in numbers on the scale. And if I dont do something soon I will start gaining.....due to boredom.  I missed out on 10lbs of weight loss. So now instead of hoping to be in the 210-19.....I pray to be close to 225. And since I will be starting completely from scratch my theory is I can lose a good bit in a short time (I think my last start off was 13lbs in 3 weeks before it slowed to 3 then 2 lbs a week....I hope. Need to work out)

Chickens.....float. 3 naked necks 6 chicks with momma and roo sleep on the cat tree in the house. Roo.....needs to go back out cock a doodle dooing in the wee hours. But he is in for the fact im trying to detalon and its easier to catch him their.  My momma hen is finally laying DAILY again. And as m6ch as Id like to be ontop of things I am behind on my chicken business.

We are getting a free goat....just have to fence in yard first.  The cat miss carried her kittens....the bunny can jump out the hutch (which is crazy we were blaming our youngest for letting it out....but I guess not) and we have a dog temporarily till we can find it a home.

We visited some friends a few weeks back.....I got a koi fish tattoo. My left leg is dedicated to the beach and ocean....

But she has a beautiful roo....a porcelain d'uccle.....so I am bringing her my d'uccle to get that blue hue!

Oh I have a new job working at a hotel.  I have a buyer with a house UC .... and I just lost my mind...... I dont remember what else I wanted to write.

Full schedule

Man let me tell you. I have a hud contract to deal with. Kinda scary havent done one in 4 years. Pain in the butt. And now this new job. Its been forever since I been on a computer doing data entry. God I hope by some miracle I just get better today. Its unpaid training :( gotta study notes today.  Well wish me luck

Weekend away

It was so much needed. I wish I got more pictures. But my family vacation was really them getting away. The kids played with othet kids ran through the woods. Chased chickens. Yelled. Played. Had home made pizza and wings. Stayed up late. Wish I could say slept in. Went camping.....though all the older ones ended up inside so I went and slept with the youngens. Then came home with chiggers and seed tickd in places where the sun dont shine.

The adults sipped on beer and talked of the good old days.....I sipped to much much needed wine after a very nerve wrecking week and fell out.  But then again im usually tired. I got a cute tattoo. And while the grownups were reminiscing, having bottle rocket war and kids were playing ....I worked.

So Monday came and I DIDNT MENTION BUT I GOT A NEW JOB!!!!!!! Its minimum wage. But full time. Meaning secure income. I have so many plans! Selling houses. Chicken stuff......oh the work I did all weekend was a hud bid. And I got aj accepted contract! Eeeeee

Oh and my friends little boy insisted on putting the sticks from the rockets in the vase so I made flowers!

Now and then

Freaked out today realizing that 40 is 10 yrs away. I remembered being young and thinking 40 is old! And im almost there. My image of a 40yr old isnt what I am.  Almost 40 and my kids and their friends think of me thd way I thought of adults except adults today havd electronics that they didnt have then....so some of us spend alot of time on computers tablets phones and game systems..... I can only the example im setting for my children.

Even now I sit on the couch eating gelato and blogging on the tablet.  Husband is on Facebook across from me on the phone. Flat screen playing a movie we are able to get from the play station.....then it gets all technical. 

At one time we got free local channels.  But now you cant really get a basic package. 
Once when we paid for internet it was unlimited. But condtantly they find ways to charge more.
I remember walking in the young teen section. I was flabbergasted to find training bras were now badded! REALLY!
I remember fishing, catching frogs, swimming,  truth or dares, riding bikes, romping the hood.

My kids all summer "can we play the game" 15578754422 a day the fighting.  Bye bye games. Go play
We have chickens go chase them. Stop bringing them inside! Jump on the trampoline. Play with your brother.....can you please stop fighting.  "Mommy he did this,  he wont play my game my rules...." 

So and so say sorry. And why cant you just play?

Blah kids the center of my universe.  Keep me young but wear me out!

I really what the boys see when they see me. I dont feel old. And I know I dont look old.

Ii just know even at 18 10 yrs was to much older (she wanted someone to take care of me) now 10 years isnt bad. And 70 is the new 50.
Enough rambling.....

Well...surprisingly I worked real hard in the past to do other things with the boys. This year was harder for us.  Most pictures instead of game time is family days.  I miss the days I tried harder.

The tooth fairy forgot to come last night....im calling in a complaint with her supervisor!

Doctors knows best my butt!

Sprained my ankle and it continues to hurt.  I had taken a step of the last stair the day after I got off evil zoloft. I must have rolled my foot and POP! It was an excruciating pain. Went to the ER (am I pregnant OF COURSE NOT!) Xray 1... I question why they didnt exray from the top. But no all they thought was sprain. Didnt even wrap it.  4 days later saw pcp told her the pain was worse.  There was throbbing but why would my foot hurt. (Sign OF COURSE IM NOT PREGNANT) Xray 2 still come to find out they only check my ankle.    2 weeks later went to a specialist and 3rd xray (4rth counting oral check up) this month! And finally some answers a fracture.  My first.  I feel stupid for getting the boot for something so small but....it feels soo much better. I walk alot.

Buuuuuuuuut after all those xray I realized.  I am with baby....chick in the booby-bator!  It's been radiated. 3 times over.

Thats not the worst of it. I vow I will never touch booby-bating eggs again. No candling once they are in they stay because I have cracked 2 trying to get them back in the sock and....the last one....either was radiated to death (but unlikely when it still had 2 weeks of growth)

So either baby chick is sleeping.....or falling from my bra, down my shirt, and uncracked on the floor......might have caused some shaken baby syndrome.....and I have failed at egg 3.

The more it doesn't work the more I want to do it, I will hatch a booby baby.   Name it hooters. Or knocker.  Or something....

Well early night!

Did a check on the eggs.....I'm not sure any are any good. ='-(   I dropped one and looks to mee that they got cooked early on. I was warned incubator from HELLo.  oh well im still learning

Chicken Fried

Over the past few days I have been working on learning about  chicken related things. Like shipping eggs or live poultry.  About my extreme frizzle and next years breeding should be 100% frizzle.  I've been expanding my idea on when we do sell. To sell aprons and mats  tshirts ect.

ijust have loads of ideas I can only take one step at a time because honestly I have no idea what I'm doing.  Besides researching Cream Legbar I have to create another blog.and figue out and creat and use printerest.

my booby eggs are down to one strong one, and im hating the incubator from hell.  And really I must head to bed!