Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Gloating!


I am sitting here this morning basking in the warm glow that only comes with winning. No, I haven't been racing. Since my marathon I've ventured out only ... let me count them up ... once. What I've won isn't really a competition - except that I've made it so. It's the fact that I was right and my husband was wrong! And my winnings - the right to say "I told you so!!!"

We've been having a few issues with the Rockettes lately. The sun is getting up earlier and they're following suit. And while I have no problem with the time they get up, I have lots of problem with the noise that they make. One in particular is extremely vocal and extremely proud of her work (or she's having issues with haemorrhoids and it's pain I'm hearing). She's decided that the entire suburb needs to know every time she lays an egg. Seriously, we live in suburbia and buy eggs in cartons from the supermarket and we really don't care if you've laid one. The fact that I'm in recovery from the marathon means that I have fewer runs and am trying to sleep in and she has NO consideration at all.

After waking up with my cackle alarm yesterday for the third morning in a row I worked out a potential solution. Iven didn't think it would work but couldn't come up with any alternative. My solution was to cover the cage so the Rockettes would think it was still night. So last night we draped their cage with black plastic and told them that there was a solar eclipse and this morning the silence was golden - apart from the kookaburras and the lorikeets and the cockatoos. Bliss!

So there you go Iven, I was right!! I told you so!! I'm enjoying being able to gloat where it won't annoy you.

11 comments:

  1. YAY you!! You showed them. I love it. I wonder if this works with kids that wake up to early?!!? Hmmmmm. Worth a try.

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  2. I thought your solution was chicken soup. I know, I am mean but I love good chicken soup.
    There is a farm below where we live and they have a rooster. He could not care if it is light or dark. I might get my soup yet.

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  3. There is nothing like being right!

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  4. Oh yeah! Sometimes there is nothing better than getting to say I TOLD YA SO! Glad you're enjoying recovery.

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  5. That is sooo funny. Did they go into cockadoodledo mode as soon as you removed the black plastic? Way to be right! Love it when that happens...which is most of the time, right? :)

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  6. Haha, that is really funny! I'm always up early but some chickens and birds just have it wrong. Moon, stars, sun...doesn't make a difference to them!

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  7. You are wise. I would have threatened them by showing them a piece of fried chicken.

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  8. What a cute picture, I love it. You are a smart farm girl!

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  9. Nice post with a cute picture. It seems that the pets have a personal clock, they are always in time and cannot stand our change of behaviours. Please let us know about the future development of the (chickens) situation.

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  10. Oh I love that heady feeling of being right! good for you.

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