Camoflage doesn't seem to work in the livingroom...
I can still see them, can you? These are just a few of the men in my life. DS Joe, DH Bill, DS Dan, and DS Jacob. For some reason, which they have tried to explain to me, but have somehow failed to convey, they love getting up at 2:30am and standing in the bitter cold all day. Sometimes they bring home some meat. DS Dan(14y) is one of those naturals who always brings home something to put in the freezer. On his first hunt when he was 12, he got a 10 point buck. Joe(15y) is laid back and just loves getting out in nature and I never hear him complain that he hasn't bagged anything, yet. He is always game to go, so he is still hopeful. This was DS Jake's(12y) first year, and he was just thrilled somebody got something. He loves smoked venison. Dan got a small buck, this year and glory, glory, they skinned it and processed all the meat themselves!! I can't tell you what a milestone this is!! And they loved it. I don't know who is more thrilled- them or me. They got to "play" with sharp knives and I got to sleep in. It was good all around. (It started as a rough day and just kinda kept rolling in that direction. First, it was very cold the night before, and that brings in the critters. Mouse chewed through the electric cord to the fridge/freezer. A simple solution with a handyman husband, but when water started spewing out all over the kitchen from the dishwasher-new- even he was stumped. Turns out the mouse was hungry and chewed through the drain hose. Can you believe that? When you live in the middle of nowhere, I guess you look like an easy target to the little furry creatures. I'll share my skunk in the house! story some time. Well, DH was sick, so it would have to wait until he got to the hardware store. Not a big problem. DS Joe cleaned up the mess- did I mention what an angel he is? Unfortunately, some one accidently closed the door to the dishwasher, which starts it automatically. Another big mess.... And I started work on quilting a quilt of Sarah's and messed up. It wasn't so much a mess up as I just wasn't feelin it. I don't care for darker thread than fabric. It looks like someone drew on the quilt. But I was running low on the color I preferred... Should have just skipped it, ordered the new thread and waited. Instead I got to spend three hours picking stitching out. Not my favorite pastime. But I love Sarah, so it was worth it. I just don't know how to quilt her quilt. I'll post a picture of it and get your opinion. Thus ended my...difficult... day. )