Some of the girls at work have already heard me rant and rave about what a delightful weekend I had! As you can tell by this statement it wasn't really the weekend that I had in mind (outside of the working hours that it).
There has been a problem with a friends' duck boat that was recently purchased this year (as shown).
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She and I are not good friends. |
My husband decided he and I and our dog Cash would take it out on a local lake to test out the motor after doing some changes (not sure how he would have done this on his own). He had me drive across the lake and then he drove it back to the public landing. This is a very important statement made here because then he has me running the boat while he goes and gets the truck and trailer to land it again. I am not a mind reader and yes, I am a typical woman; I didn't know there wasn't reverse, and I didn't get a lesson on steering. I think Cash was a bit scared for his life seeing as we slowly and graciously landed in some trees and brush. We eventually got the boat landed, but I vowed never to help land this big lug again.
As if Friday was all I had hoped for and more, Saturday was even better. I really honed in on my skills last year by slicing pork, grinding the pork and venison and packaging it all by myself. It took me a few hours, and some cold hands but I got it done. Therefore, this is what my Saturday entailed...
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