He's Sorry, She's Sorry



And of course, Grandma J is sorry too.

It seems there weren't enough chickens in Kentucky to satisfy America's hunger for grilled coleslaw wings. Of course, Oprah could have contacted her previous BBFF, Bill Clinton and asked if his buddy's at Tyson could help out.

So the bottom line is, I hate it when this happens.




Here is the Official Apology, and the video from the President of KFC, who has a very odd Kentucky accent, don't you agree?

So, once again go to your local KFC with your coupon, and fill out a ton of paperwork, and then they will send you another coupon. Yeah, I'll be there tomorrow.

Her Buck...For His Cluck

Oprah is promoting KFC's new grilled chicken, by buying everyone a two piece meal at the Colonel's. Does anyone remember Oprah 's special last year where she exposed "the dark side of chicken factories"? That special earned her PETA's Person of The Year Award! Now Oprah is all about the dark side of a grilled chicken thigh.

Now about the free cluck. You all know how this excites Grandma J....and you know that she always shares printable coupons for free grub. This time she can't because someone ratted her out Oprah and the Colonel decided it would be one coupon per customer and they made sure Grandma J bloggers couldn't spread the coupon around the blogesphere like hot chili con pollo.

Here is the coupon, or rather a picture of the coupon.

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That's right, it a picture of the coupon because the high security setting on this free offer make sure you never see the coupon until it's printed.....SER.I.OUS.LY.

Here is how it works........you go to Oprah's website, or KFC's,

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First, make sure your local KFC is a participating location (see the green arrow?), then you click on the PRINT COUPON NOW..........

Make sure your printer is on, because this downloads the coupon "somewhere" and it should print out automatically.

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Then you get a nice thank you!! But...if you want a second coupon you are out of cluck, I mean luck......



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They won't let you. You get this little gotcha notice.

Now, print out our coupon, you have until the 19th to use it.

Once upon a time, when the earth was still flat full of green grass and blue skies, Grandma J was just a little girl.

On Sundays, after church her whole family would take a ride to her grandma and grandpas' farm. They had goats, cows, chickens, turkeys, a blind cat with no teeth and a dog or two.

Since we always wore our Sunday best on these visits, we could fill our skirts with chicken feed and run like the devil try to sprinkle it about a little at a time. But, the chickens chased us for the feed. Grandma J used her original dump and run technique.

One day, when Grandma J's father decided he had it up to here with the winter blizzards and snow shoveling, he loaded up the family and headed to California.....almost that fast!

Once in California, the Sunday drives after church were long drives to the mountains to pan for gold in the babbling streams...in our Sunday best. Sometimes we headed to the desert to hunt for treasures....ummm Grandma J's father had some strange concepts to fill the grandparent void. I mean, when you live at the beach, wouldn't it be a no brainer to stay home and frolic in the surf? Collect shells? Driftwood?

Fast forward to today. After church, Grandma J and Phillip Johnny Bob stopped and picked up JJ.

Since she was longing for the good old days, she took them for a ride to see some bulls.

Not the same pretty bulls they saw a few weeks ago...no sireeee...today it was the big black ones.

The ones with the funny duck/bird things hanging around them.

No one got too close to these guys because they were big, and not as friendly looking as the pretty brown and beige cows.

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Who knows what those feathered creatures are? What's the story here? JJ thinks they are picking bugs off the bulls? Just a wild guess! I know someone knows....please?

GIFTS FOR BLOGGERS



Let's start with some bling from Gyrlz Lyfe! Not that it's computer or blogger related....it's just classy. I would love one for myself, but with the lack of donut shops in Texas, I'm afraid I would have those cute donuts chewed off in no time.


I know most of you are too sophisticated for some of the gift ideas I've posted. In fact you indicated your disdain for the Chicken Poop lip balm...even though it's free range!

I'm beginning to understand that the readers of this blog are diverse and geographically spread out. One in Florida, one in Philly and the other three in Virginia. Technically, I think all of you live together in Australia, but that's just a hunch.

Anyway, here are some more blogger appropriate gifts.

Here we have an air conditioned mouse. It should prevent your hand from sweating as you blog 12 hours a day.

Next we have the illuminated keyboard. Perfect for the night owl who likes to work in covert conditions....like in the dark. These run between $25 - $100.

How about some replacement keys for those days when the world spins off it's axle. Is the world on an axle?

Some of you are closet bloggers....I know who you are....wouldn't it be nice to have a rear view mirror to prevent suspicious aliens from sneaking up on you?

And, how about my new work station with all the conveniences you could ask for. Let me get up and show you.....

That's right.....a built in loo.