Sept. 2nd

I’m all about the great literary allusions twisted to fit my chickendiary.  What an educated person I would be had I actually read any of them?  Tomorrow the girls will be 20 weeks old and this marks the beginning of their egg-laying days.  Of course, I’ll be in my nightie at 5:30 tomorrow peeking in the nest boxes for my breakfast, but it may actually be a while longer before I see any omelette fixins.  At the suggestion of my Aunt Carol, I propose a contest for the winner guessing the first layer.  If you live locally, your prize will be the first half-dozen eggs (after we have a dozen in the fridge).  If you live too far for delivery, then you’ll receive a mention in the chickendiary and…I’ll think of something. 🙂

Violet recently strolled in the house to watch the news with Jim and she inquired about his beverage.

No Violet, WHITE wine goes with chicken.

Dang! I just wanted a sip.

The girl will never quit trying.

If you do want to vote on the Premier egg laying queen, please post your choice on the COMMENTS section at the end of this post.  Good luck!