Bev is enjoying the first lazy Saturday she’s had since August, guys. It was going really well. I had a load of laundry in, I emptied my dishwasher, and made a hearty ham, eggs, and fried potatoes breakfast. I settled down on the couch in my robe with said breakfast and flipped on the tube. The Kardashians were nowhere to be found (dammit) but I quickly found the beginning of an episode of “Fixer Upper”, and took my first bite of my perfectly runny eggs. The day was slightly thrown off about three minutes into the episode, when they showed the birth of baby goats.
The birth. Of baby goats.
Jeezus.
YouTube Credit: mandjhancock
-Bev
P.S.- are there any houses in Waco, Texas that haven’t been “fixed up”? I mean, probably the David Koresh compound? Anybody? Also, the citizens of Waco have to be so pumped to have Chip and Joanna there so that people now associate Waco with shiplap, not fiery cults. Though, I have to say, I prefer fiery cults. Or any cults. Remind me to tell you guys about my middle school obsession with Marshall Applewhite. (I know)
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Mama G
October 14, 2017 at 1:55 pmRunny eggs and afterbirth. Yum!