I don't even eat eggs.

Yet I'm completely obsessed with collecting them everyday. I thought I'd get over the excitement but now that all four of my girls are laying, I pop into their coop several times a day (poor chickens) to see if they've left us anything.

I check on them first thing in the morning and I either find this:

or this:

Poor Flo. She's the only chicken that sits in the nesting box sideways and always looks so awkward in there. Anyhow, once I collect the eggs, I put them in a little bowl on the counter until I have enough to wash. To wash or not to wash fresh eggs is the big debate with chicken owners. I'm a washer.

Then I take them and arrange them so I can take pretty pictures. I seriously need to get a life, right? I don't really do this that often...just once in a while ;)

Then I give them a little wash, stick them in the carton, and put them in the fridge. Fresh eggs can stay out for quite a while but since I live in the desert and it's ridiculously hot, I refridgerate them after a few days.

We are getting four eggs a day and I don't even eat them. The only time I eat eggs is if they are scrambled into a savory fried rice or in the breakfast quesadilla from Liberty Market. I've promised myself that I will try to be more open to giving them a try. We'll see.

One last note...I promise that this is not going to be just a chicken blog. I'll post about the girls only occasionally once the novelty of this whole chicken/egg thing wears off. I guess there's a chance that it won't wear off and I'll become a crazy chicken lady which is entirely possible. Let's hope not. Right now though, I'm absolutely loving it and you are all stuck reading about it.