Too much of a good thing.

I know you are all probably tired of reading about chickens on my blog, so here is something different.

Last Sunday was the West Burlington, Iowa flea market. It is held once a month during the summer and everything can be found there from antiques to donkeys.....animals and junk all in one place, what more could a girl want? We like to go at least a couple of times during the summer. The only deterrent to going every time is that the flea market opens at 6am. Six. In the morning. AM. 6. I have no problem getting up early, I do it every day, but Burlington is an hour and a half away, so in order to get there when they open, before the 'good' stuff is gone, I have to have chores done and be ready to leave between 4:30 and 5am....AM. In the morning. Early morning. Clearly this means that there was no shower involved in this morning ritual.

My sister, Marie, and her daughter, Lauren, are huge fans of animals and junk as well, so they accompany us on these excursions.

Cuteness abounds at the flea market. I don't like pigs much, but THIS.......too cute! I was doing a remarkably well resisting the temptations that were all around me.
I even went past this hatchery owner with day old chicks. OK, so I stopped and looked. Whatever. He had beautiful, healthy chicks that had been health tested. Only a $1.50 each!

Here I am in this photo, just looking as my enabler of a sister is looking over my shoulder saying, "why don't you just get some?". The men apparently thought it was funny.

We walked around for another couple of hours. I accidentally stopped and looked at the chicks again...OK, so it was four times, who's counting?
And.................. here is a picture of me succumbing to peer pressure, and my sister and niece looking pretty pleased with themselves, and my enabler of a husband taking pictures. Like you didn't see that one coming.

Seriously though, Blue Cochins? C'mon who could resist these little penguin-looking guys?

Before you think that I have completely lost my mind, I only got 7 chicks and they are not sexed, so theoretically speaking half of them will be cockerels and will not stay.

Oh, did I say that this post was not going to be about chickens?