No deer is safe, I tell ya.
My kid is a heck of a shot. Apparently he dropped a big, meaty animal, with a single shot, from 200 yards. This means we'll have a full freezer for winter. Out here in Idaho, that's a good thing. We mix the deer meat with what's left of our Y2K provisions, and eat in in the bunker.
When I say "winter," I am applying the term somewhat loosely, to mean the season which is currently upon us. The season where the snow falls before the leaves fall. That season.
Besides the kill, M brought home a nice case of Pink Eye. He resembles Two-Face. One side of his face is handsome and youthful. The other side is swollen, and an angry red, with gunk accumulating around the perimeter of his baby blue. Nice.
The upside is that fewer ladies are likely to be asking for his phone number. I am very excited about this.
D' has been religiously taking his antibiotics for the strep. We're real healthy around here, when we're not oozing viruses and bacterium. (Bacterii? Bacterius?) He's feeling better, but getting as much mileage out of this illness as he possibly can. Being sick means video games. Who made that rule?
I am living in a paranoid fear of coughs, sneezes, and small children. And also of Kara, who has likewise contracted the Black Plague. Pass the Vitamin C.
My sisters and I had the hilarious experience of watching our elegant mother try sushi for the first time. We went to lunch on Saturday, and pressured her into a bite. A big bite.
Now, first you must know that chopsticks are a mystery to her. Before I tracked down an Americanized implement for her dining pleasure, she was impaling her lettuce with a single, awkwardly wielded stick. The forked eased the passage of her salad into her mouth.
It took us a bit of effort to convince her that the sushi was not likely to kill her. She managed to dip it in the soy sauce, with a touch of wasabi. Then, she asked, "Do I put the whole thing in my mouth?" And we nodded in the affirmative. I have to tell you, that we thought she was going to spit that large mouthful right back out! Actually, Amanda and I nearly spit our own food out in laughter at the agonized way she chewed. She hated it. But, even after the horrific experience, she picked up the tab. Love her.
And that's my story.
4 comments:
Joshua & Hayden eat got a deer today, too! Joshua is getting his made into breakfast sausage & italian sausage. He's excited & exhausted!
Was that a freudian slip? "Eat" should have been "each." Guess I'm just too excited about that venison sausage. My Gpa was a butcher and had an incredible family recipe for venison breakfast sausage that my dad would make whenever he got deer. I'm hoping the stuff we get next week from "fluffy" (yep, my son named his deer) tastes as good.
So bacteria is the plural. Bacterium is the singular. In case you actually wanted to know.
Also, I'm so surprised that your mom has never had sushi before. How on earth can she be from California? Even Granny and Grandpa have eaten (and sometimes enjoyed) sushi. Also, the thing with the chopsticks. How did she miss out on that lesson? It's like our mothers were raised in two very different households. Probably a result of the 10-year age gap.
Also, sushi is yummy, depending on the selections.
M you are one amazing young man. I grew up in a family of hunters and I have never heard of anything like your record! Or maybe I just grew up in family of bad hunters!! lol
Anyway, I think you are one incredible hunter! Congratulations!
Kelly, me thinks he's a keeper!
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