So last night after supper I decided to approach the hubby about building a little storage area onto the chicken coop.
Did I mention that I cooked his favorite.....grits, eggs, sausage and toast with a big ole glass of sweet tea?
It went like this...."So, you know so many people talk about what a good job you did on the chicken coop......(he looks suspicious)....and
I was thinking....heehee (flirtatious giggle) that you know how us girls need like a good closet to store all of our clothes and
accessories...(him: You bought the chickens accessories?)...no....silly...(lightly and flirtatiously punching him in the shoulder) not really
accessories (although he doesn't need to know about the chicken saddles I ordered) I mean stuff like their feed and hay.
It would be really easy to do and it could be more area to decorate....I mean...neater out there......andwhileweareatitwecanbuildafence.....what???
.(him: You do know it's turkey season and I'm not doing anything until turkey season is over) me: of course I wouldn't ask you
to do this during turkey season.....you are the best hunter I know by the way...(him: doesn't believe me look) O.k....just something
to think about... Me: (mumbling as I walk off) Dang it.....I've got to do this all again in a month and he will have his defenses up...
bad...bad...timing.....get you a calender girl....use your head....this is war you know!