There are some things in life that are just too good to pass up.
So when Christine mentioned that she'd like to thin her flock of chickens, I mentioned it to my girlie who is know around these parts as "The Chicken Whisperer" Girlie begged and pleaded and promised that she would take good care of them and waited ever so patiently for a reply from Christine. Christine was very sweet about offering us her bantam chickens and there was just one catch.... come and get them....no worries... what capable 9 year old boy can't read a map...Lewis and Clark crossed the country without GPS and we could easily manage to make it from Wisconsin to Lafayette, Indiana. Those of us who weren't busy reading maps or driving were lucky enough to sleep through most of the noon traffic in Chicago on Friday...who wouldn't love a two hour nap, only to awake and discover that you haven't really missed anything exciting and you are only 15 miles from where you first fell asleep. What happens in the Jeep...stays in the Jeep, but I am certain that my boy child will never in his life forget just where I-65 intersects I-94....love you buddy!
So the answer to the age old question, which came first the chicken or the egg?