I haven't had a chance to blog in 2 weeks, I've been so busy. We went out of town twice (to Notre Dame for a football game, and then to Mt. Pleasant for a football game), I've been working like mad, and so has Brian, and on days we were actually home, we've had many parties and gatherings to attend. The past month or so has been busier than this summer, which is unusual. All of a sudden, it's nearly Halloween, and I find I've done no decorating or anything. At least I managed to get some candy for Friday.
Suddenly, overnight, it's become fall. I was on the couch a few days ago, and looked out to picture window behind me, and suddenly realized that enough leaves had fallen that I could see the house behind us (which is normally camouflaged by woods and leaves). There is some color left, but not much. Brian put away the patio set for the year, and the birds are leaving in droves. Pretty soon, there will be enough bare woods behind us that Brian will be able to see his deer friends any time he wants (every time he is gone now, one of his first questions to me is, "Did you see our friends today?"). Also, now its bow season, and probably half the things out of his mouth involve hunting or wanting to go hunting.
Seriously, the man is obsessed. He reminds me of that "Friends" episode where Monica walked in on Chandler watching porn and he quickly turned the channel to Shark Week, but she could tell what he had been doing, so she thought he was turned on by sharks. But for Brian, it's deer porn. He will lay in bed for hours on Saturday and Sunday and watch the Man Channel (Maximum Adventure--its on our DirecTV). They play nothing but shows that show people going after the big bucks or various other critters. He actually sent me a picture today via email of a big buck from Iowa, a 28 pointer, which admittedly is huge, but, honestly, like I care. Hunting makes him happy, so its all good with me, but seriously, I do not want to know how to gut a deer. I understand it must be done, and I appreciate that, but quit telling me how long it takes, what to do with certain body parts, etc. Enough already!
So, that's been my fall so far. Missing the leaves change and hearing about nothing but bows, guns, and guts. And now to me, it feels so cold. Brian is currently in Bismarck, North Dakota, and could not be any happier that it was 11 degrees there this morning. And I was complaining about 30. Yikes. I hope that is not on the way here any time soon.
Suddenly, overnight, it's become fall. I was on the couch a few days ago, and looked out to picture window behind me, and suddenly realized that enough leaves had fallen that I could see the house behind us (which is normally camouflaged by woods and leaves). There is some color left, but not much. Brian put away the patio set for the year, and the birds are leaving in droves. Pretty soon, there will be enough bare woods behind us that Brian will be able to see his deer friends any time he wants (every time he is gone now, one of his first questions to me is, "Did you see our friends today?"). Also, now its bow season, and probably half the things out of his mouth involve hunting or wanting to go hunting.
Seriously, the man is obsessed. He reminds me of that "Friends" episode where Monica walked in on Chandler watching porn and he quickly turned the channel to Shark Week, but she could tell what he had been doing, so she thought he was turned on by sharks. But for Brian, it's deer porn. He will lay in bed for hours on Saturday and Sunday and watch the Man Channel (Maximum Adventure--its on our DirecTV). They play nothing but shows that show people going after the big bucks or various other critters. He actually sent me a picture today via email of a big buck from Iowa, a 28 pointer, which admittedly is huge, but, honestly, like I care. Hunting makes him happy, so its all good with me, but seriously, I do not want to know how to gut a deer. I understand it must be done, and I appreciate that, but quit telling me how long it takes, what to do with certain body parts, etc. Enough already!
So, that's been my fall so far. Missing the leaves change and hearing about nothing but bows, guns, and guts. And now to me, it feels so cold. Brian is currently in Bismarck, North Dakota, and could not be any happier that it was 11 degrees there this morning. And I was complaining about 30. Yikes. I hope that is not on the way here any time soon.
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Your description of Brian's hunting craze is so funny! I could totally imagines your conversations with each other these days. haha!
I also hope that freezing cold winter doesn't hit us so soon, either. I hate cold! It makes me ornary!
We also managed to get some Halloween candy for the kids. And have been promptly eating it all. I think we're going to have to make a THIRD trip to get candy so the kids will have something.
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