Our family enjoyed a wonderful, relaxing weekend at home together. We started the weekend out right...a little football.
Tyler had his first high school "game" on Friday night. They call it a Pic-Nic Scrimmage between the 10th grade (Sr. High) and the 9th grade (Jr. High). This gives the 10th graders, who don't get much playing time during the season a chance to get their feet wet. Tyler did an awesome job at Safety and had some big tackles. He needed that to boost his confidence playing with the "big boys" now. They were all slapping him on his helmet telling his good job.
We had our grandson, Mason over from Friday evening until Saturday evening. What a joy! He and Tyler play non-stop and he can hold his own. The UFC fighting went until the wee hours of the morning.
Saturday was a relaxing day after we got a few things done around the house and yard. Tyler had to go sell Patriot discount football cards from 10-2 PM and we got our work done during that time. Then Roger took me fishing. I haven't been fishing since I was probably 10 years old and we used to go to Greer's Catfish Pond.
My last memory of fishing was getting up very, very early one morning and heading to East Lake (I think) and fishing in a little john boat for hours. I had to sit still and be quiet...oh, how I hated fishing after that and don't think I'd had been back since. lol
Well, call it re-beginner's luck or whatever but I caught two fish rather quickly before the Arkansas mosquitoes began to carry us off. The first one took a little bit before he decided to bit but the second one...well, I cast out and as soon as it hit the water, the cork went under immediately and I had a catfish. I don't remember what the name of the first one was but he was pretty big and the catfish was fair size too. We threw them back so we can catch them another day.
Ok, Tyler told me that you know you're a "Redneck" when you fish out of the back of a pick-up. LOL! Well, the grass was 1 1/2-2 foot high and all I could think about was chiggers. My sweet hubby went and got the truck, backed it down to the lake bank and let me fish out of it...safe and sound.
I thought there for a minute that the catfish was going to pull me out of the back of the truck and into the lake because he put up a big fight. I told Roger...now, that would make for a great blog post...me climbing out of the lake while trying to fish.
Then to finish off the weekend, we went to church and Sunday School, grocery shopping and then home to cook lunch, which was steak and grilled onions. Yum, yum!!!