
So I've had this empty egg carton in my fridge for months and it makes me think of Carey and her family and their eggs on a daily basis. As a matter of fact, I see that carton often enough that when I looked at one of The Pioneer Woman's Twitpics the other day I was like OH MY GOSH SHE BOUGHT CAREY'S EGGS!!
See?

And while all the other comments are along the lines of WHOA THAT'S A LOT OF BUTTER or WHOA THAT'S ONE HECK OF A VIEW, I immediately recognized the Fisher egg carton and I even went to look at the one in my fridge just to see if I was right, and I was!
I e-mailed Carey to ask her if maybe ALL the eggs in that neck of the woods come in similar cartons or if maybe those really were FISHER eggs and SURE ENOUGH! She thinks they are!
It's a silly coincidence, but seriously, I'm SO TICKLED that A) The Pioneer Woman uses Carey's family's eggs, B) that I've seen the source of those eggs and C) that I recognized the cartons.
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isn't it funny how something so small can make you all happy inside?
that's how vodka makes me feel ...
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