This post is coming to you from the lesser-half of Interiors by Kenz. Usually I’m the behind the scenes person, making the blog actually RUN. Today is different though; today I am going to tell you the tale of when I accidentally built a chicken coop when Kenz what as orchestra rehearsal.
It’s been a week, and the popcorn chickens are blossoming into little ladies. I am obsessed with them.
For over a year I have been incessantly begging for chickens. It has been on my bucket list to raise chickens. Aaron keeps saying no. He’s been using zoning as an excuse. Today, I debunked that myth.
Ever since I’ve started eating gluten free, the amount of eggs I eat has doubled. I LOVE eggs. I eat eggs in every way possible. We buy eggs like Elizabeth Taylor bought jewelry.
Our anniversary is on Monday, and all I wanted was CHICKENS: the gift that keeps on giving. (Way better than Jam-Of-The-Month if you ask me.)
And I got chickens.