I have been running around like a chicken with my head cut off these days.
Did you know years ago - my mother-in-law would go to a butcher and pick out the chickens she wanted when they were alive and the butcher would cut off their heads, and the body would continue to move? When they stopped moving, the butcher would then pluck the feathers off and clean it, and she would bring it home and cook it.
Can you imagine doing that today? LOL No way. I would not want to do it, but it sounds interesting.
I digress. What I am aiming to talk about is doing an easy fun post.
“The most thoroughly wasted of all days is that on which one has not laughed. ”
Trust your husband
There comes a time when a woman just has to trust her husband... for
example...
A wife comes home late at night and quietly opens the door to her bedroom.
From under the blanket she sees four legs instead of two.
She reaches for a baseball bat and starts hitting the blanket as hard as she
can. Once she's done, she goes to the kitchen to have a drink. As she
enters, she sees her husband there, reading a magazine.
"Hi Darling" he says, "Your parents have come to visit us, so l let them
stay in our bedroom. Did you say hello?
