Better luck next time

It has been a long week since my last post. I feel this morning would be the prime opportunity to change that. Don't have a whole lot to rant and rave about today, but, nonetheless, here are the details of my last week.

Last week was a weird one. I mowed Pat's yard, did a lot of housework, tried to keep the boys occupied, worked on Scott's truck, and other minor things. The week flew by like that of a busy week, however, it wasn't all that busy. My weekend was off to a weird start b/c of Scott's crazy Thursday work schedule. He worked Thursday afternoon into Friday morning and was done until this morning. Friday he slept in awhile, but still managed to shoot his bow, spend time with us and Becky, Dreyton, and Connery during the day. I have some funny stories about Connery, but don't feel up to writing them all. Friday evening had been scheduled for fishing, but for some reason it just didn't happen. Instead, Dale, Brian, Becky, Pat, Connery, Scott, the boys and I sat around on the front porch and b.s.ed about random things. A lazy evening for sure, but not necessarily boring.

Saturday I woke up early, did some finishing touches on housework, and prepared lunch. Sheridan planned to come over for lunch so a nice meal was in order. My version of a nice meal consisted of Fried Chicken, Mashed Potatoes, Gravy, Fried Onions, Peas, and Strawberry Shortcake. It all turned out well I thought. Sheridan stuck around for a little while chatting with me and trying to get the boys to talk to her (which was a failure in the least sense of the word). She had plans to be in FS and left. Scott and I took the boys over to Pat's and shot a few rounds of 9mm and some .22. At that point, I was ready for a nap. I encouraged Scott and the boys to come home and take a nap with me before going fishing. We all agreed that would be a great idea. Becky was going to head home and feed Brian and they would go fishing with us later that afternoon/evening. After a frustrating, unsuccessful attempt at a nap, Scott and I watched a movie. We got bored and decided we needed to start fishing close to home until Brian and Becky came into town. Pat came over with us and we headed to the fairgrounds to put some poles in the water. Brian did not feel up to going fishing after his nap so Becky came into town with Connery and followed us from one fishin' hole to the next. It was pretty ridiculous. She won't bait hooks, throw a cast, watch poles, or anything. She just sits there. While Scott and I were struggling to keep our bait on the hooks and the boys outta the lake, we started getting pretty pissed off. We started taking out our frustrations on each other. It wasn't pretty. I got my spinner reel birdsnested and it almost became lake decoration. I also managed to get behind Scott while he was trying to reel one in and got whacked with a pole in the hand (still hurts like a bitch and is bruised). After Becky finally left Scott and I were too pissed off to fish hard. The fish were biting, we just couldn't keep up with all the poles in the water. Very frustrating when there are 4 adults, 4 poles and 3 children and only 2 of the adults were doing anything but sit on their asses. Fishing at night is a boring adventure, most of the time, but there is still constantly things to be done. The little catfish were taking small bites: enough to steal all the bait, but not enough to grab onto the hook and go with it. So you can understand my frustration at this. We finally gave up and came home, watched part of a movie and went to bed.

Sunday we woke up late and were pretty slow getting around. I love days when you don't have to immediately pop outta bed, into your clothes, and walk out the door. Out of boredom we went to Pat's and Scott shot his bow a little. He managed to lose an arrow, get pissed off at me about it, and that's about it. Becky and Brian came into town. We had discussions about afternoon activities and opted to go "seining". Driving from one creek, to another, to another was pretty pointless in the grand scheme of things, but was not boring for sure. The kids loved playing in the river, splashing, walking around in the water, the wildlife, it was very cool. The seining amounted to catching a total of 3 minnows and about 30 crawdads. Oh well, everyone else seemed to have a good time. I wish I would have taken pictures. After that we went to Pat's, ate dinner, came home, watched a movie and went to bed.

In retrospect the weekend wasn't all that bad. Kind of a wasted weekend not doing much, but oh well. Not to mention minor Becky drama, which is always fantastic. Today I have planned to go to FS with Becky and do some running around down there. Kinda boring, but I'll be outta the house. I really need to be doing some dishes instead of typing this post, but you understand my priorities. Sorry to my follower(s) about not having an exciting post, better luck next time I guess.