We just finished eating dinner and one of our vegetables was fresh corn on the cob. We always pitch the eaten corn cobs behind our house because the Don (the rooster) and the goats like to nibble on the cobs. Jason came back in from disposing of the corn cobs and announced "we're down a plate." Apparently when he went to fling the cobs off the deck he forgot to hold onto the plate. We had a good laugh while we combed through the grass picking up the pieces of the plate.
Yesterday we made our weekly trip to the grocery store. As always Jason made his truck noises while he pushed the cart through the store. He "accelerates" and shifts gears, and then does the same thing when he slows down. Of course whenever he puts the cart in reverse he has to make beeping noises.
As we made our rounds of the store Jason and I had to have our ongoing conversation about buying eggs. We try to buy any meat and dairy products locally. Sometimes I also buy local eggs. The problem is we don't consume very many eggs, only about a half dozen per month. Thus I usually just buy eggs at the grocery store.
We always have a major discussion at the egg section. We go out of our way to purchase, and are happier to pay more, for products raised with high standards of animal welfare. So I always reach for a half dozen of the "cage free" eggs. Jason always objects. His argument is that there are so many loopholes now for the packaging and that cage free means nothing. He tells me how the chickens don't have any happier of a life than their caged friends. He always describes in detail how many chickens there are per square foot in a big "cage free" poultry house. Given his years in the ag industry and his first hand visits to many poultry houses he's seen it all first hand. Thus he refuses to pay more for the cage free eggs in the grocery store.
My argument back to him is always that I would rather pay more and delude myself into thinking that I'm doing a good thing. One week as we were hashing through our usual discussion at the egg section I said to him in a very loud voice "but I don't want to buy the tortured eggs. I want to buy the happy eggs." This was complete with large hand gestures as I pointed at the 'tortured eggs' and the 'happy eggs.'
Jason replied in an equally loud voice that all of the eggs were tortured eggs. He spread his hands wide to indicate the entire egg section. You can imagine we had more than our fair share of onlookers at this point. Like I said, life without Jason would simply not be the same.
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