On the Hunt
I am so glad he didn't invite me along.
He and his friend Rob headed to Academy this weekend to get all the necessary supplies including a license to hunt anything that is not illegal to kill. I laughed at the camouflage shin guards that are supposed to keep my man safe from snake bites, but my mom seemed to think they were a very sound purchase. I'm hoping they come home clean and bite-free, both Brian and the shin guards, but I have my doubts seeing as he's staying in a cabin with NO RUNNING WATER.
Oh, I am so glad he didn't invite me along.
But he's so excited about this manly activity, and I'm going to be just as excited right there with him, but really only in spirit. And I will pray that he makes it home with all his appendages. And maybe a cute new pair of alligator shoes.