Hello, stranger

That was pretty much what I said to Curtis when he finally returned home after being gone for 2+ weeks in the Colorado wilderness hunting elk.

Actually, it was more a combination of “Hello, stranger” and “thankgodyourhomebecausenowIdon’thavetofaceallofthis@*&%@$bymyself” along with two little girls screaming happy screams in the background. It was a good reunion.

The trip for Curtis was good for the spirit but not for the hunter. No luck with the elk this year for anyone on the trip. He did say that he saw the largest animals he’s ever seen in his trips out west, which hopefully will be even bigger next year. [I promised him that I’d not disclose the location of elk Shangri La lest it be overrun with hunters next year. As if this will be read by gazillions of hunters who are crazy enough to sleep under a tarp in Colorado mountain wilderness. Still, I made a promise.]

The rest of the weekend was spent enjoying time together, watching soccer games (I’ll have to write about that soon), cheering outlandishly when the Browns and the Bills both won their games on Sunday, helping Curtis catch up on sleep and eating real food, and not – get that – not working on the farm at all.

It was fun while it lasted.

Back to reality. Mules finally coming in two weeks, so pastures need to be ready. Helper for the fence work is spending the night Friday night, which means guest room needs to be done.

And that stranger I was so happy to see brought home a whole mess of laundry as my present from out west.


About CountryBoyCityGirl

A city girl who fell in love with a country boy. Found bliss, along with large piles of mule droppings for her and two little girls to now try to avoid.
This entry was posted in Life in the Country, This thing called marriage and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

One Response to Hello, stranger

  1. Shannon Gemmill says:

    Check his pockets during laundry! Maybe THAT’s where he hid the gift he didn’t bring you back!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s