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I did something really great today. I'll tell you about it tomorrow. But first, since I promised a story about baby chicks, I'll give you the short version. We lived in the new house in Roanoke. The Taylor kids ages were about 1, 4, and 7. Mom and Dad bought us 3 cute little fuzzy chicks one Easter. Cool, huh?
Except that, when chicks grow up, which these did, they become chickens. Or, in this case, roosters.
I'll never forget those roosters flying around the family room.
After awhile, the conversation finally happened. I remember a distressed Mom saying, "We can't just have chickens flying around the house. What if a church member comes over?!"
Soon after, Dad mysteriously found a farm that would love to adopt 3 resident pet roosters. We kids were told that the farmer would keep them as pets, too, and not hurt them.
I think Mom still believes this.
Probably, if I were a better person, I would too.
I am determined to survive whatver debris life throws my way with my sense of humor intact. I'm a 52 year old woman with disabling MS and, after trying to fight it out by myself, have recently moved into a nursing home. This is the story of my effort to get through life while living here. My one talent and redeeming trait is that I enjoy writing nonsense verse, which I will share with you. all entries © Deborah Taylor, 2010 All rights reserved
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