Not meant for Mondays

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Why the chicken cross the road? There are many answers to this question. Unfortunately yesterday, one very nice chicken met an unhappy ending at the hands of a Silly Girl.  I drove home Sunday so I could cover a meeting yesterday. My drive home was quite interesting. It started when I decided to get off I-95 and take the back roads.

On one back road, there was a nice old lady in her yard feeding her chickens. One ran out in front of me. It was a choice of hitting the chicken or being hit head on by an 18 wheeler. I feel bad for the chicken. I stopped and apologized to the lady. Here's the conversation.
ME: I am so sorry about what happen to your chicken. If you want, I can pay for him or her.
HER: Don't worry about it honey. I was wondering what you were going to do. I'm glad you hit him because that truck would have smashed you flat.
ME: Thanks. Well, I should be getting on the road.
HER: Do you want the chicken? It's some good eating?
ME: No. I am on the way to see my mom in the hospital. She isn't allowed to have fresh flowers. I think they would frown on a dead chicken.
HER: Suit yourself. I'm going to have a good dinner tonight.
We discuss the best way to cook it and I was on my way. Thirty minutes later, I was stopped by a state trooper for having an expired tag. With all going on in my life, I had completely forgotten about it. So I have to take care of this before Sept. 17.

All in all, things are going well. My mom is thinking about hospice care. Today, she started feeding herself. I know this is a honeymoon period before things get bad again. I'll take days like this.

Daily Dose

1. I wrote three stories from mobile hospital office.
2. My mom fed herself and did pretty good.
3. Enjoying time with my mom.
HER:

Comments

  1. SairsAugust 17, 2010 at 3:43 PM

    It's funny you had the thing with the chicken as only a few days ago this happened to Andy with a pigeon. Either him or the pigeon. Insticting of survival is an amazing thing when it's split second. Anyway, I'm glad your mum is doing better today.
    ~Sarah~

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  2. annamariaAugust 17, 2010 at 4:17 PM

    funny chicken story made me laugh :)
    it's nice to hear you're finally doing good!!

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  3. CeCeAugust 17, 2010 at 5:03 PM

    That chicken story is quite hilarious.

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  4. S.A.August 17, 2010 at 9:07 PM

    This story is a riot (: Glad you and your mom are doing well!

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  5. KimAugust 18, 2010 at 12:02 AM

    That story is so funny and interesting. What a difference little choices can make...

    I hope you are able to enjoy this time with your mom. I'm glad she is doing OK today...

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  6. ValAugust 19, 2010 at 8:11 PM

    Silly post from a silly gurl... made me laff... hope it keeps ur spirits up...

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