Your little jokes gave me a bit of a giggle. Enjoy and be well. Grammy Hugs.
ParsonWayne
Apr 17, 2016
That's eggs-actly what we needed to start the day.
nannynoonoo
Apr 17, 2016
Crack you up, goof?
aussiesapphire
Apr 17, 2016
Oh my, started a ball rolling here hahahaha. Thanks for the laugh all. Hugs.
Coravee
Apr 17, 2016
More like started the egg rolling.
ParsonWayne
Apr 18, 2016
It's like the old shell game. [where a small object is under one of the 3 shells that the con artist keeps moving around and have you guess which shell has the object]
goof1953
Apr 18, 2016
Nannynoonoo, You could say it kinda scrambled me. haha. Grammy Hugs.
ParsonWayne
Apr 21, 2016
You can't beat a hard-boiled egg for breakfast - or any other time.
Coravee
Apr 21, 2016
Moan!
ParsonWayne
Apr 28, 2016
Thanks for the moan. It's almost as good as a groan to a punster.
Light colors on a light background are always difficult for me. This is probably the longest time I took for a 46 classic puzzle.
As a girl growing up on a farm, I had the chore of washing and sorting the eggs for sale. The sizes were small, medium, large, and extra large. The cup on the scale fit the curvature of the egg perfectly. I can still see that old scale in my mind. It had red trim and the sections announcing the size of the egg were yellow. I used to pretend to be a "brownie" and try to surprize my mother by washing the eggs. The water had to be cool, of course. A mild soap was used, but for tougher stains, a little Ajax applied to the dish cloth usually did the job beautifully.
Gosh, I lost track of how many times my father, who usually made the breakfast for my younger brother and me as we were starting our school day, made poached eggs on toast. Cold winter months made that breakfast welcomed.
I don't eat eggs any more due to my vegan persuasion. Eggs that were less than scrambled or hard boiled always had slimy white, something that some folks prefer not to see or eat.
As we didn't keep roosters, our eggs were never fertile.
think i'll have eggs and rice for breakfast
Knock Knock
Who's there?
Eggs go
Eggs go, who?
No - eggs go crack not who!
Why can't you tease egg whites?
They can't take a yolk.
Best I can do tonight folks lol. God bless you all. Hugs.
As a girl growing up on a farm, I had the chore of washing and sorting the eggs for sale. The sizes were small, medium, large, and extra large. The cup on the scale fit the curvature of the egg perfectly. I can still see that old scale in my mind. It had red trim and the sections announcing the size of the egg were yellow. I used to pretend to be a "brownie" and try to surprize my mother by washing the eggs. The water had to be cool, of course. A mild soap was used, but for tougher stains, a little Ajax applied to the dish cloth usually did the job beautifully.
Gosh, I lost track of how many times my father, who usually made the breakfast for my younger brother and me as we were starting our school day, made poached eggs on toast. Cold winter months made that breakfast welcomed.
I don't eat eggs any more due to my vegan persuasion. Eggs that were less than scrambled or hard boiled always had slimy white, something that some folks prefer not to see or eat.
As we didn't keep roosters, our eggs were never fertile.
We enjoyed dying them at Easter time. ~~~