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Now I'm freezing, my boots and my pants are soaked and I'm standing outside Jim's new truck watching him squeegee minnows and water out of it, the whole time he is muttering under his breath speaking words of love I'm sure! Now this bait shop is jumping and a hopping, men are either walking by with the look of contempt in their eyes at me, I'm sure putting two and two together was easy and that I was the reason that there are minnows in the truck and in the parking lot. Some men pass me by and just shake their head, some pass Jim a look of sympathy and some just start giggling....yes giggling like little school girls, more like "better you than me buddy" kind of giggles. lol Jim went back into the bait shop to refill the bucket with a fresh batch of minnows.........all's he really said to me is, "Try to NOT kick over this bucket ok?"....I wasn't sure if I was going to burst into tears or kick over the new bucket of minnows ...... accidentally of course! lol
All seemed to be forgiven as soon as we arrive back at the lake with bucket in hand where Jim preceded to tell everyone what I just did.......giggle giggle, laugh laugh! Now I'm officially adopted into the HE-MAN'S fishing club! lol Every hour of this two day fishing tournament the largest fish out of each category wins......so guess who caught the largest striped bass in the 10:00 a.m. hour??? ME!!!!!! lol What did I win you ask? Why I won a small round camo colored cushion that when you sit on it, it warms up! Ummmm...... just what I wanted for my 24th birthday right? Well it did make the bucket a lil more comfortable to sit on and my arse was no longer freezing! lol
Even though I was tired, soar (from sleeping on the floor) cold and wet, and this wasn't how I wanted to spend my romatic birthday weekend, the sheer joy in Jim's eyes that 'His Girl' was sitting on a bucket, on a frozen lake by his side doing something that he enjoyed to no end made it one of my favorite memories of that first year together. He just kept grabbing me and hugging me close with this stupid grin on his face...I think it was one of my best birthdays ....... HE ever had! lol lol lol
Oh, one of the men who was judging the hourly contests had a hard time believing that I even caught that fish, I actually had to prove that I did by picking up the fish again...with my gloves on of course, but that seemed to satisfy him... but then he wanted to know if I baited my own hook, and of course I said, "Absolutely not! Wax worms give me the eebie jeebies!" lol
I have now been 'Gilligan" to his "Skipper" for almost 20 years I don't enjoy fishing half as much as I enjoy his company, but I will do (almost) anything to get another look at that stupid grin on his face when 'His Girl" is sitting right next to him while he does something he really enjoys! I won't go hunting though, For one I can't sit that long and be quiet and camo makes my butt look big! lol lol lol
By the time the next summer came along, Jim had to get rid of that truck........between the extreme heat and humidity in Chicago land, the odor that came out of that truck was disgusting! I'm sure there were still some minnows that never made it out alive! lol