Caroleen’s Treasures

I was working with my blog for a couple of weeks now. Although I like my previous theme, I finally decided to have it changed. I had problems with the background and the widgets. I changed the widget codes just to make everything fit but still it doesn’t look good. Blame it all on the blinkies! I have collected a thousand blinkies on my album. My body clock has been changed. Since last week, I was up the whole night. Got to sleep at 7:00 a.m. and be back infront of the computer after just a 5 hour sleep. I suppose my body feels like being there on the other side of the earth. I just hope after our short vacation from Kabacan ( my cousin’s funeral will be on tuesday) will get me back to my old routine. I hope too I could sneak to do my blog updating there.

Oh by the way, we had unexpected visitors last friday afternoon. While doing my usual browsing, I heard Donald greet them and I thought Donald is just fooling us around. ( He’s good with that I did not even hear somebody knock at the door. Well, how would they be knocking door with just two feet and have no hands?

Ella was very happy to see those chicken. She is soooo fond of animals and she has not played with kids for a number of days. She could only play with humans everytime we bring her to Wonderland. She plays with the dogs and a cat and this little fellas excited her so much. At least for a change. She was so happy and was jumping and yelling ” Sige, lutuin natin!!! I-fried chicken natin!!!” (Come on, let’s cook fried chicken!!!) I could not just imagine how tiny that fried chicken must be. They have just barely grew their feathers and trying to see the beauty of the world, maybe ran away from home dreading what being a certified chicken may bring them. They might end up the mother of threir brood or end up as the star of “tinolang manok” (chicken soup). Ella was convinced to let them go and they are just so lucky to get out of here alive.

 I was smiling all along of the thought of my rudeness with chicks back then. I can’t remember exactly how old I was, all I can remember is there were a dozen neighbor’s chicks marching around our yard with their mama hen. I was playing alone when suddenly the light bulb over my head sounded “ting!”. I grabbed all of them and put inside a small box. They were sooo cute in their yellow “feathered uniform”. I did not know why the devil made me peel off their feathers on their tiny-skinny legs and a little while they all had bare-pinkish legs!  I tied their legs one by one on a  calamansi tree. I was very fascinated to see them on the branches like christmas lights ( Just imagine their chirps that made it really look like musical christmas lights ) It was really gross! I didn’t get near chicks anymore since then (or they didn’t dare come across my way ). I was just so happy Ella has no dark thoughts as I had.

As I was about to publish this post, I looked for the “tag” space at the bottom and found out I have written on the “write page”. I was making this fast because of this backpain. At least copying and pasting won’t consume so much of my time. Thanks for the chicks, the thought of them made me smile still.