Friday I got off work and headed to Cottonwood for some fishing with J (taking off the cowboy part due to the fact that he is only cowboy when he feels like it), his sister and her man. J wasn't getting off work until 6:30 so I had some time to get ready. With plans to go fishing you'd figure I'd throw my hair up and put on some old t-shirt. Not this little (using the term loosely) lady (that one too)!!! I was going to see J, I couldn't look like a scrub!! So I took a shower, put on a cute shirt, my jeans, loaded on the make-up, and even straightened my hair! Looking back on it now, I should have just when for the scrub look considering it was pitch black dark after being there an hour...
Oh, did I mention I can't fish?? Not one of the many talents (ha!) that I have. J's sister baited my hook and cast my line for me. I warned them before we left that I was only good at the drinking beer part of fishing so they knew what they were getting themselves into. They caught a few catfish and finally, after like 3 hours, I reeled in a bass!!!
My bass was awesome... I even held it!!! J was the resident fish-taker-offer. He had just taken the cat there off his sisters hook when I reeled mine in so he grabbed it while I took the hook out.... had to snap a picture of him stuck holding both, and his silly hurt finger!
Nothing to report of Saturday, but Sunday Ma and I had to work the booth for a show we were doing (btw we own our own business). It was super hot sitting in the sun for 7 hours plus pack up. The show was pretty uneventful and I ended up a wee bit sun burned, but the fun all started when we were packing up.
Ma and I both were so drained and hot that we refused to pack up nicely. We threw what we could into the back of the truck and then finally hooked up the trailer and finished the rest. I was packing like a normal person but Ma wasn't having the same luck, she was forgetting where the keys were constantly even though I had them jingling in my hand, she hit her head getting out of the trailer because she forgot to duck, she put a dent in the roof of the trailer right after that already forgetting how low the roof was, and to top it all off, she sat on the tire of the dolly and ended up with a black tire mark on her right butt-cheek. That's where I think we lost it, I mentioned the literal "skid mark" on her ass and we were done for. I'm sure the other vendors probably thought we were crazy, laughing too loud and chucking shit into the trailer letting it land wherever it felt like it. Thankfully, after an hour, we left and the only thing left to deal with is Ma's stress of me driving the trailer... I swear you'd think she was a driving instructor, yelling at me left and right. Brake, get over your too close to the edge, don't get too close to the middle line, BRAKE!!!!!!! You get it...
But, now it's back to work! Had a good few days off, but wish I would have slept more and wore sunscreen. Isn't that what that song was about back in the day?? How was your weekend????
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