Redneck Birthday

My birthday weekend was redneck to say the least. A weekend away at the cabin was just what I needed. As soon as Erica got to the cabin we took off to the "boat shed" to set some yo-yos. Two girls, one mission - Catch some fish! When we realized there were rotten potatoes in the cricket basket we both threw out the lines, "it's my birthday no its my birthday" to avoid the touching of the rotten potato to get the crickets. We had a campfire, hot dogs, and Busch Light. Nothing short of perfect for me. Saturday morning I woke up to Cory saying - "let's take a trip to Mack's Prairie Wings in Stuttgart.". How he persuaded me was -- I'll drive, everyone can have mimosas, and I'll get you some sunglasses. Woooo I'm in!!! [Note: If you haven't had a mimosa. TRY IT!!!!]

 On my way to Mack's I call Jeanette, what a perfect birthday to see my Nette. She walks into Mack's and over the loud speaker they sing "Happy Birthday". You maybe a redneck if they sing you happy birthday at Mack's. After an hour of deliberation, I picked out the perfect shades that went well with my hair, fit my big head, and didn't move when I smiled and my fat checks bumped into them. Cory was probably a bit annoyed by the end of my decision but Hey, it's my birthday!

The rest if my afternoon included riding in the fresh, clean water of Maddox Bay. E had given CP a full description of the anatomy of a gar. The teeth, the fins, the gills, how they are prehistoric. Very educational for us all. She then went on to tell him about flying carp - joking - but there are flying carp in the bay. We have seen them several times over the past month or so. You should have seen his face when one jumped out of the water behind the boat -- he was shocked, stunned, and didn't know if he should jump into Cory's lap or jump out of the boat. He stayed in his seat with his mouth open for several minutes. It was priceless!

I looked up so info of a gar fish to share with CP, in case he cares.

*Basically unchanged since the days of the dinosaurs.
*Can live where many fish can't -- low oxygen areas
*They have hundrends of tiny needle like teeth that act as really sharp velcro.  OUCH.
*When you see them jump up out of the water they are expelling gasses and getting air in their "swim bladder."



To close about the gar - I don't like them, at all.  I am afraid they are going to bite my toes off or maybe even my leg. 

But the carp - I could handle those babies flying thru the air everyday if they made CP scream!

MAUI JIM!

Is that a flying carp?

Glad to know I scare my friends with my blog.. I'm a bit behind.  BABY SMITH HAS ARRIVED.  More to come on all those details!