So it was a great weekend for fishing and camping. My boyfriend and I caught about 30 fish. Unfortunately only 6 of them met the 14" and over requirement. The tournament limit was 5 fish, so we brought in 5 fish that weighed exactly 9 lbs. The first place winner fishes weighed 9.21....AGGGHHH. If only one of our fish was a little bit fatter. Anyway, the money paid for the weekend.
So my boyfriend tells me that he really likes fishing with me more than with his other fishing buddies. I'm thinking...well of course, I'm charming, good-lucking, and just fun to be around. Well he says that isn't the reason. It's because I have no fishing experience, so he gets to make all the decisions about where to fish. If he fishes with his buddies, they argue about where to fish, and they bring a lot of crap they'll never use on his boat which makes it harder to get to the rods, bait, and things he needs. Hmmmm.
Much like when he told me he'd like to just date me because I'm seem pretty easy to get along with and going on new dates is just too stressful. Nice. He's a real keeper with all the nice compliments. Wth?
So where I live, kids don't get out much. They have overprotective parents and stay inside most of the time. This weekend at the lake, there were a gazillion kids....minimum. Screaming, running, biking, flying kites, fishing, ghost stories, playing on the playground. They were loud and obnoxious and it was quite cathartic.
It reminded me of my own childhood. Back in the day when our parents threw us out the door in the morning and then looked for us about 9:30 in the evening. We hiked, rode bikes, fished, caught crawfish and snakes, played hide and seek, red rover red rover, rode go carts, and stayed out for hours.
So yesterday, watched my beloved Cowboys stink it up at the end of the game. Bummer.
On another note, if my daughter calls to tell me she skipped school BEFORE the school calls to tell me she skipped school, does that make it all better? She seems to think so.
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