Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Beating the Fish Off With a Stick

     Last night I took my daughter Annie to my uncle's farm pond to go fishing. We were catching perch and talking, and just enjoying ourselves when we noticed a very large shadow in the water in front of us. It swam back and forth in front of us several times,  getting closer and closer. Annie was getting excited about catching a huge fish. She cast her line right in front of the shadow, and nothing happened. It swam right past. I changed her bait and she tried again. Again, nothing. The big fish just wasn't having any of it. Nothing in the tackle box caught its interest.
     Then the big fish noticed our stringer of fish. It came right up to the bank to investigate, and we could see that our mystery fish was a huge catfish. It grabbed onto our stringer and started to drag our fish away. The catfish was relentless. It just kept coming back. We had to stand on the stringer and poke the catfish whenever it came close to save our catch. Annie said "Let me jump in and get it Mom. I'll show that fish who is boss!" Despite having to beat the fish off with a stick, we had a good time and Annie caught a nice bass.

     She was fairly excited about her catch. It one one of our best fishing trips ever.

Thursday, April 26, 2012

I miss my husband

I love my husband, and couldn't imagine life without him; but some days he drives me crazy. My husband is your typical workaholic. If he isn't at his job, he is working on a project around the house or off helping a friend. I appreciate all he does for us, but it would be nice if  we had just a little bit of time together. In the last few months, on top of his usual 70+ hour work week he and a friend have been gathering up scrap iron to sell to the recycling center. He has no free time. I know I shouldn't whine. He is helping a friend work through their financial issues, he is bringing home money for our family, and he is even helping the freaking environment. But I miss him.