Tuesday night the girls were in bed reading...
I was laying on the couch with my sedative (a fleece blanket over me and ice pack to my lower back.) I was all decked out in my very best flannel pajamas.
At one point (somewhere between Last Man Standing and before we started Buffy on Netflix) Brent turned to me and said, "Bret called to tell me he decided to mount Barrett's buck." Bret is his brother. Barrett is his nephew. This year Barrett got a ten point buck when they went hunting...
Brent got NUTHIN'. Unless one counts the privilege of taking his nephew hunting...And I can assure you he doesn't.
Not that I care if he gets a deer... Well, I care. But only because my husband feel his testosterone levels are somehow linked to the quantity of animals he kills per year.
Anyway, he felt the need to tell me Barrett's deer will be mounted.
I tried to look interested...Secretly, I was just relieved said deer will not be in MY house...
"He's decided on the European mount."
Great. He expects interaction with this conversation...
"What does that mean?" I inquired brightly.
"It's where they use this super confusing process that leaches all of the flesh off of the skull to make it super white..."
Okay, that's not what he said. But I think that was the gist of it.
"Yuck. Who would want to do that? Mount a deer skull in their living room? Gross."
He suddenly sat upright from his reclining position. "I'm going to do it with the next coyote I get. It's really classy!"
And at that, Gentle Reader, I began to laugh. Hard.
And quite obnoxiously...
I'm talking straight from the gut laughter.
Seriously? A deer skull? CLASSY????
He got a little huffy on me. I have no idea why.
"I'll prove it to you! Just wait!" And he victoriously pulled up a picture much like this on the computer:
Gentle Reader, I am afraid this did NOT make me come around to his way of thinking...I fear it only made me laugh harder...
He was quite put out with me...
While in no way am I able to deny that I lack all sorts of sophistication or refinement, I can't quite figure out how that monstrosity is going to elevate us in any sort of societal circles.
But that's just me.