Today, of course, was Mother's Day. I have been remiss not to have mentioned it before. Happy Mother's Day to any moms who read this blog. All the best from the Crabitat.
About Mother's Day around here. My wife slept in since, for once, she had no kids to run around (which is not at all normal given the kid's many activities). I saved the kid's lives by buying a card and a gift for her from them. I gave her my own card and a gift as well. She spent a lot of time watching funny movies, then suddenly announced that she wanted to go shopping.
At Bass Pro Shops.
So we all packed into the car and toddled off to shop. We bought all sorts of equipment for my youngest daughter who is going to compete in a Youth Hunter Education Challenge (YHEC), some archery gloves for my youngest boy and some shotgun shells for daughter. My wife actually didn't buy a thing for herself other than a drink at the in-store Starbucks. On the way home she asked if there was, by any chance, a twelve step program for Bass Pro Shop-aholics.
Did I marry the most wonderful woman in the world or what?