Chickens and Other Stuff

I read online of the new ordinances in my city. When I had chickens, they were not allowed. However, over half of the houses on my block had chickens. No one would admit it, but chickens were evident.

Now, 6 hens are allowed for each house. No roosters are allowed. The coop can be no larger than 120 sq.ft. Mine lived in a Rubbermaid box, so I was within the limits. And, only four hens lived in my dog yard. I cannot wait to have chickens again.

Monday was spent recovering from Saturday and three hours at church on Sunday. Tuesday was recovery time, too.

We determined we were not leaving the house until Friday when there is no rain or storms.  I think that is prudent. So, we have been here, doing little. Tonight, Wednesday, I muttered that I wanted Chic fil A. When Tommy said okay, who was I to resist. I paid. He swears I said KFC so he went there.  The chicken was delicious as was the gravy and mashed potatoes. We got a breast each and shared the biscuit and potato/gravy portion. I had sweet potatoes and slaw fixed here. The streets were dry and there was only a slight WARM breeze, so we broke our promise to stay in until Friday

It was over 70F degrees here, even at 6 pm. It's nice out but scary. We know in the South this means tornadoes. But, where exactly? The news stations here do a great job covering weather for hours if necessary.

Tommy took my clothes to the washing machine, went out and put all but one pair of panties in the dryer, and then got in the dried clothes. I took a nap while he worked...lol.

Tuesday night I slept well until I awoke soaked. An hour later I had Tommy feel my last six inches of my hair that was still soaked. When I got up before six, he turned the ac on for the rest of the day. The heat and sweatiness has caused me to have a sore throat. He had the fan on all night and only turned the ac on at 6 am or so. When I awoke and sat up, I felt my sweaty chest and sweat dripped from my chin to the back of my hand. I am telling you it was hot in that room.

After he brought in a load of wet clothes for me on Tuesday, I hung them on hangers and across plastic boxes in my bedroom. They are all dry, so now is time to fold.  I made cake mix cookies from a cake mix--red Velvet. That was easy.

There is nothing exciting here. Our Valentine celebration is a cookie apiece ordered from Cookie Fix in Homewood. Anne mentioned it on her blog, Anne in the Kitchen. We pass it all the time, and I have commented I wanted a cookie. We don't have time to stop on the way to the doctor, and afterwards, I am too wiped out to care. Now, we will get one. Any place called Cookie Fix must be delicious.

Tonight's plan is to fold clothes and then soak my feet in vinegar and water, and get a load of dark clothes ready to take to washing machine tomorrow. Exciting? Not really. Maybe I will wash dishes. Maybe I will file more papers. I might exfoliate my feet and legs, only my legs that show in pants. LOL

Are storms in your forecast? Tornadoes? Flooding? Folding the clothes? What then?