Okay, so. As many of you know, thanks to The Bloggess, I have been on a crusade to be the first of my friends to own a Giant Metal Chicken. I have posted many conversations on here with my husband Shawn (referred to as TWH) about my desire for a GMC and his original shocked & appalled reactions to my request then his eventual resignation to the fact that he was going to have to purchase a GMC just to SHUT ME THE HELL UP. I even did a daily Twitter countdown all this month even though it became a beating for all of us. I NEEDED me a Chicken!! So, the big day arrived at last. TWH kissed me awake and wished me a Happy Birthday. I got ready for work as usual with no mention of my long-coveted Chicken. Eventually, the Crackhaid Dawg made it known that he REALLY needed to go out. TWH & TB were both "engrossed" in something on TWH's laptop so I leashed up the Dawg & opened the back door to find GWENYTH!!!!! My Very OWN Giant Metal Chicken!!!! She was even sporting a sign that read "Happy Birthday Mother Fxxxer". TWH didn't want to spell it out because TB is regularly appalled by my vulgarity & makes it known on a regular basis but it was awesome all the same. After much squealing & jumping up & down with pure joy, I gave out hugs & kisses to my two awesome guys. Turns out, Gwenyth had been hiding under the carport since last night & I hadn't even noticed!! My powers of observation are not great. As a bonus, TWH said he got her ON SALE!! I told him THAT was a sign from God that he was doing the right thing buying me that chicken. He said it was s sign of desperation on the part of the store owner. We're gonna have to agree to disagree on that one. Best. Birthday. Present. EV-ER!!
Introducing Gwenyth!! No other Giant Metal Chicken was ever so long awaited!! TWH ROCKS!!