Edible Eagles

Before PETA comes swooping in these are eagle cookies and they are just too cute. I would have a hard time eating them because of their cuteness.  I am sure if I tried to make them it would be a Pinterest fail, but they would be cute to make.

http://noblepig.com/2010/07/edible-eagles-for-the-4th-of-july/

Bye Bye CFA

Those of you who know me know that I love me some Chick Fil A. I waited years to get one close to my house and now I live in between 2 of them.  But sadly they have caused me to re-think whether I eat there anymore.  First they got rid of the cole slaw and replaced it with a kale salad. Seriously who eats that crap?  We live in the midwest, we eat cole slaw, we don't eat kale, that stuff is nasty.  Now I see today you are getting rid of my Chicken Salad Sandwich, you have gone toooooo far now.  That is the only thing i eat there, the meal with the sandwich, waffle fries and lemonade.  Why do you need to do this, are you catering to some coastal peeps who don't like eating comfort food?  Do you think this will make your die-hard customers happy?  I can't even think about this because it is so wrong.


https://thechickenwire.chick-fil-a.com/Food/Recipe-Chick-fil-A-Chicken-Salad?utm_campaign=chicken_salad_recipe&utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=paid-social&utm_content=mox_facebook_post_063017

I"m Not Leaving

The next morning D27 hopped around to a few branches and flew back to the nest.  She appears to not be leaving ever.  Maybe she figures as long as she stays mom or dad will bring her food and she will always be taken care of.  It does not work that way come time this Fall to start working on the nest for next Spring, she will be chased off.  In her own eagle time she will Fledge but until then we can watch her antics and squueeee for food.

She did fledge later this afternoon. Guess she decided her siblings were having too much fun and mom/dad told her to get packing.  So now the empty nest syndrome sets in until next February when we have a new batch of eggs.

Fly high and soar the thermals 26, 27, and 28. May you live a long eagle life.

Eagle OverBoard

This evening d27 was playing in the nest, practicing hovering and oops went overboard.  Those pesky crib rails are gone and there is not much to keep from going over the edge of the nest.  About 1:40 on the video you can see her go over.  Boots on the ground found her in the nest tree several feet below on a branch.  She is ok, but needs to get flying to get back to the nest.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V7dBJzGRcFc

2 Fledged, 1 To Go

D28 fledged this morning.  That leaves D27 left.  They say males fledge first, so is 27 a female?  Be safe D's and soar high. 

First Fledge and New Camera

It is that sad time of year when the eagles are beginning to branch, hover and actually fledge.  D26 fledged today. Congratulations.  Also there is a new camera at the hatchery that we can watch them fish and learn more life lessons.  It is almost time to say goodbye to D26,27,28 and wish them safe soaring and riding the thermals.  We will miss you.

BTW Taj turned 2 months old yesterday.

WWKIP

Today is World Wide Knit in Public Day.  Besides knitting at the WW1 museum for Mrs Wilson's Knitting Circle the Fiber Follies knit group at the Irish Center had Reuben sandwiches with horseradish (boy were they yummy) and knit at Browne's Irish Market. We now have a sign and embroidered shirts to take when we go somewhere as a group.  It was a fun day knitting with friends.  I hope you knit somewhere in public today.

Mrs Wilson's Knitting Circle

Our lecture today was all about the jobs women had in WW1 from phone operator to nurses and doctors to the donut girls to working in the munitions plant to just about anything.
The women who worked in the munitions plant did have gloves to wear and there was no OSHA to protect them.  Because they used sulphur in the ammunition their hands turned yellow and when the children were born the babies were yellow, hence the canary babies.  Some of them made up to 12 pounds a week and many thought it was terrible a woman would make that much money. 
Many of the women went to work and left the oldest child in charge to mind the little children.  The women would work all day and then stand in line for food and gas that was rationed.  They then went home to prepare the food and take care of the children and the house because their husband was off to war.  With my allergy to sulphur I could not work in the munitions plant but I think i would have loved to be a donut girl. 
Women were thought to be the weaker sex and therefore needed to be protected, but yet they basically worked themselves to death working a job and taking care of the kids and house.  Definitely not a weaker sex.
Some of the women had pekinese dogs.  They used to groom them 3 times a day and weave the fur into the wool the soldiers wore.  When the men had sores the wool was too scratchy so the dog fur helped make it softer for them to wear.
Knitting was also a big part of what women did to make clothing items for the soldiers.  Even though women were thought to the weaker sex they played many a big role in helping out with the war.

50 Days Already

Has it been 50 days since Tajari was born already?  This is a great article and what a cutie he is.  He is already 6'6" tall and getting taller by the minute. I love it when he skips around, he is just so stinking cute. 

http://www.inquisitr.com/4267662/celebrating-50-days-of-tajiri-baby-giraffe-is-a-nod-to-his-dad-oliver-says-jordan-patch/

I Am No Longer Safe Even In My Own Home

As we progress into 2017, I want to thank you all for your educational Facebook posts over the past year. I am totally screwed up now and have little chance of recovery.
I can no longer open a bathroom door without using a paper towel, nor let the waitress put lemon slices in my ice water without worrying about the bacteria on the lemon peel.
I can't sit down on a hotel bedspread because I can only imagine what has happened on it since it was last washed.
I have trouble shaking hands with someone who has been driving because the number one pastime while driving alone is picking one's nose.
Eating a little snack sends me on a guilt trip because I can only imagine how many gallons of trans fats I have consumed over the years.
I can't touch any woman's handbag for fear she has placed it on the floor of a public toilet.
I must send my special thanks for the email about rat poo in the glue on envelopes because I now have to use a wet sponge with every envelope that needs sealing.
ALSO,now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason.
I can't have a drink in a bar because I fear I'll wake up in a bathtub full of ice with my kidneys gone.
I can't eat at KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes, feet or feathers.
I can't use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.
Thanks to you, I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I forward an e-mail to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.
Because of your concern, I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains.
I no longer buy fuel without taking someone along to watch the car, so a serial killer doesn't crawl in my back seat when I'm filling up.
I no longer use Cling Wrap in the microwave because it causes seven different types of cancer.
And thanks for letting me know I can't boil a cup of water in the microwave anymore because it will blow-up in my face, disfiguring me for life.
I no longer go to the cinema because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS when I sit down.
I no longer go to shopping centers because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me..
I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a huge phone bill with calls to Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore and Uzbekistan.
Thanks to you I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big black snake could be lurking under the seat and cause me instant death when it bites my butt.
And thanks to your great advice I can't ever pick up a dime coin dropped in the car park because it was probably placed there by a sex molester waiting to grab me as I bend over.
I can't do any gardening because I'm afraid I'll get bitten by the Violin Spider and my hand will fall off.
If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 70 minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00 p.m. tomorrow afternoon, and the fleas from 120 camels will infest your back, causing you to grow a hairy hump.
I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbor’s ex mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's best friend's beautician!
Oh, and by the way...
A German scientist from Argentina, after a lengthy study, has discovered that people with insufficient brain activity read Facebook posts with their hand on the mouse.
Don't bother taking it off now, it's too late.
P. S. I now keep my toothbrush in the living room, because I was told by a Facebook post that water splashes over 6 ft. out of the toilet.

Reviving the Gym Clothes

When I was in Junior High we had these gym clothes, they were bright blue and one piece.  They were a bitch to iron as they were cotton and one piece. If you had to pee you better get a head start trying to get out of that thing before you already went. Now men are getting into the gym clothes of yesteryear.  Really who thinks these are attractive.  What man would be caught dead wearing these?

http://www.esquire.com/style/mens-fashion/news/a55081/romper-for-men-romphim/

Camp Loopy June

It is time for Camp Loopy again.  This summer we are experiencing dinosaurs.  When I was a kid I had several blue and purple plastic dinosaurs that were several inches tall.  I loved them.  So I am using a potholder pattern and expanding it to a rug in lemon yellow for my main bathroom upstairs.  Go to the Loopy Ewe blog and check out Camp Loopy and join in.  It is a lot of fun.  You get put in a group to share your virtual camp with your group and get lots of great patterns to make in the future.

http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/fanciful-flower-potholders

Hostas

The hostas are having a great Spring.  The one is out of control.  This fall I may to take the day lily out and put it some place else and the small hosta on the other side of the monster may need moving as well.  I have one out front but the rest are in this one bed.  One thing about hostas is the weeding is pretty non-existent.