My parents took my girls to the lake with them Friday night after my mom's appointment in Oklahoma City. My sister was there with her family. I'm not sure, but judging by this picture, I believe they had fun.
I think fishermen classify a catch like this one a successful day, even if it's all they catch.
Even if they nearly froze to death in the process of bringing home the bounty.
Brent got up early Saturday morning to retrieve the girls, and I went to an all day choir rehearsal...I don't think he really felt it was a sacrifice considering he's nuts for fishing.
Oh, were you wondering where they had such fantastic luck?
I'm not sure exactly how one gets there.
I do know it's not here.
I also know it's not there.
I guess the easiest way to tell you is this:
So the next time somebody tells you that you're on the road to nowhere, I suggest you say, "That's fine. I hear the fishing is excellent!"
Unless the tornado, floods, or earthquakes we had Friday and Monday night wiped out the whole place...
Then it may not be the ideal road to head down.
Oh, and on a completely unrelated note: What is the DEAL with these earthquakes! Friday night I thought we were having a tornado that was shaking the walls, then I very briefly thought the rapture was happening...then Brent said, "it's an earthquake" and I was even more freaked! Tornadoes give you warning, and if you live in Oklahoma, the warning system is outstanding...
But earthquakes? Nope. You're just sitting on the couch watching "Big Bang Theory" and suddenly you think there's a big roll of thunder, then you lose your equilibrium, then you realize it's not you, it's the earth!
Freaky...I'm tellin' ya.
But I'll get off that tangent now.
Who wants to go fishin'?