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Sunday, March 2, 2008

Ice Fishing

March 2, 2008 - Whenever I hear of myself going ice fishing I am reminded of a funny joke my aunt Jeanette told me. It was of a lady who went to a mental institute and told the counselor she would like to have her husband admitted. The counselor asked her what his signs were and she responded. "Well he goes Ice Fishing." The counselor immediatly responded "Good enough for me". Ya well you kinda have to be crazy to go and sit on a huge block of ice, drill a hole, bate a hook and sink it down the hole. Then you just wait and wait for something to happen. And to think we drug our 3 children along for this torture... So actually it is not as bad as it sounds. We do love the time we have there and it creates in incredible bonding time. So yes we got skunked and yes the guy next to us with only one pole and no tent or chairs or heater caught 3 big ones. HUH makes me think what we are doing wrong. Well it was fun and I have to admit without Terry I sure would miss out on alot of fun in life. Thanks Terry for pushing me a little more when I need it.

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