Metal Chickens make for the best day ever!

October 2nd, 2012 by Carrie, the Just Mildly Medicated gal

A big thank you to Jenny Lawson, without you I would never have known the joy a metal chicken can bring into ones life. If you are not privy to the amazing story of Beyonce (the chicken not the singer) please catch up on whats going on in the world. Link to The Bloggess… click it!

So its been over a year that I have occasionally envied the joy that Beyonce has brought to my favorite blogger and her family. Her Blog was shared with me and I have passed on the laughs through Facebook to others. My husband never checks out the amazing things I am saying on Facebook so he has no idea about Beyonce.  I have seen many MANY chickens during this time, some HUGE some tiny, but I knew it was not the right chicken for my family. When its right you just know it!

For a little back story; slightly stressful 14 hour drive to meet my parents for a long weekend ‘vacation’ with 3 of our 4 kids. This ‘vacation’ is a bit stressful as its actually a highly anticipated road trip to see an amazing specialist for me. With all of our vacation activities underway, and my doctors appointment done, the girls went for a mani pedi date and light shopping while the guys took the boys and did boy stuff.

My 3 year old daughter’s birthday is around the corner so we have heard a lot of talk of the things to be included on the birthday list over the last few weeks, all being super girlie items as she is super girlie. Imagine my surprise, and no joke literal swell of emotion, when she exclaimed “I want this for my birthday” at a row of METAL CHICKENS!!

I know right, BEYOND awesome!

Could it be, here… away from home with a car over loaded with clothes, toys and snacks… could this be my metal chicken?? So we looked at several (yes they had several) and chose the chicken that spoke to us, not literally because that would be crazy.

So with my step mother slightly confused but laughing non the less (she obviously isn’t checking out all the amazing things I post on Facebook either but she has dial up so I am able to forgive) I collected my chicken and went to pay. At the register I remember I needed underwear and ran back and grabbed some but that is a whole different story (that I have every intention of sharing).

I was so happy that I just knew it was time to share my joy.

The last line is awesome because as I sent the text to Rob that at least I didn’t get another dog my step mother was responding to my dads text to her (something like “WTH did Carrie do Rob’s freaking out”) she responded along the lines of, “honey don’t be mad but I am bringing home a dog, its not very big and it will be fine.”

Linda’s dog

I just want to take a minute and say this was a great day. So the guys are freaking out on the way home. My dad is telling Rob there is no way I got a chicken and Rob is telling him, umm yeah it could be likely. Linda and I are breaking out into laughter repeatedly as I rehash Beyonce’s story and have to hold back from over Jenny Lawson sharing (can’t help it she is just that amazing).

So then a name, “What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.” as we know a name is a big deal, it has to be perfect. Debbie Boone, because this chicken is lighting up my life!!!

Debbie checking out our Family Blog
She is already potty trained!
I promised her we have more food at home
She checked out some Olympic action
Debbie and I in our first photo together.
Traumatized by a local chicken shack drive through

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4 Responses

  1. Carrie, you are one sick puppy and I’m glad that you are my friend !!

  2. Penny Roach says:

    That’s excellent. My son was just asking me the other day why we don’t have our own chickens!!

    Penny at Mom Rants and Comfy Pants

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