ESPN- Hunting???....It's all good.

So I'm a good wife.  Right?

Sure I am.

I mean, every morning, my sweet husband, who gets up before I do, starts a hot pot of coffee for us. He also turns on the t.v. to what else?... Mike & Mike In The Morning ESPN.  ESPN can be heard most constantly at my house.  I'm cool with it.  Of course I'm cool with it.  I'm the best wife ever!  After all, in my house, the art work that hangs so beautifully is of nothing less than turkey's, geese, ducks, deer, or the woods.  My kitchen is wall papered in beautiful fall leaves, to represent... where else? The Woods. 

So, each morning, I come out to the kitchen, pour my cup of coffee, say good morning to my sweet husband and kiss his messed up hairy head, turn, spin and say,  "Good Morning  Greeny, and Golic! Oh what a treat to see you again this fine morning.  Then with a chuckle and a roll of my eyes at my husband of course, I ask, "What are we talking about today boys?  Sports, Perhaps!?!"  Coffee poured, creamer in, a quick stir, another kiss for my sweet husband and I'm off.  (to help the kids get ready for school.)

I must commend the Genious who decided to interject commercials into the mouths of Greeny and Golic mid stream.  Other-wise, a typical commercial has viewers changing the channel.  This Genius decided, "No, just let them interject mid sentence, then No One can change the channel, EVER.  So, here is an example:  Greeny will say something like this, "Payton Manning might be the best quarterback history has ever recorded,.."Get your flowers today at 1-800-flowers for that special person in your life. Just mention my name when you call to order and receive your 10% discount." But with all Payton's injuries, he isn't going to make it through the rest of this season."  Genius!  Pure genius.  Crazy, ridiculous. But pure genius.

Of course lately things have been much different around here, because in my house,.... it's all about Buck Season. Or better known as, Bow Season, soon to be Rifle Season, followed by Muzzle Loader Season, then back again to Bow Season.  Yes.  Thank you.  I have it down!  BAM!

Yep, the hunt is on, for the biggest buck in Emmet County. Although, I'm not sure there Are any big bucks in Emmet County.  However, with the new, Antler rules and regulations, my guess is that Next Year there better be, or some hunters are going to lose their minds.  Not my hunter.  No, no, he's of sound mind.  But some hunters aren't.  :)
Never-the-less, my husband, out the door before the sun comes up,.... and guess who has the rights to the t.v. ? You guessed it,  I do!  Again, I must say thank you to my husband who continues to leave me a hot pot of coffee ready and raring to go but now I pop the t.v. on, and just like always, before the picture even appears, I can hear Greeny and Golic going at it again!  About who's the best running back in Football this year. Because after all we haven't discussed that yet?! Right?  YES, you did! Yesterday morning!  Let it go. Move on to something else, something new, oh wait, I don't have to watch you this morning, I don't have to listen to this annoying debate, "Good Bye boys, I'm tuning you out, and guess who I'm tuning into?  The Today Show. Where the hosts stand out in front of Rockefeller Center with gigantic smiles on their faces even though you know they're freezing their little booties off, and all while I sit, watch and sip on my piping hot coffee, thinking I'm glad I'm me and not them.

Oh yes, life changes a lot around here this time of year.  "Where did I put my, "Doe in Heat?!" Can be heard through the house as my sweet husband trudges around, in head to toe camo.  I must say, and I won't even deny it, a man in camo is sexy. :) 

Yes, only yesterday I was in my bathroom putting on lipstick when I heard a sound I recognized coming from the basement.  I rolled my eyes. Men.  After all, my sweet husband was in his work room downstairs where all his dreams come true.  He is surrounded by antlers of deer kills from the past, he has his fishing poles hung and put away just so, duck decoys behind him on the floor, pictures galore of friends and family with their killings from ducks, to geese, to deer.  It's a haven of "pat me on the back please" every where you look. The idea that boys will keep the feet of a turkey hanging from a hook intrigues me to no end.   I know when he is down there in the privacy of his work room he is allowed to burp or pass any sound on that he so desires.  I roll my eyes, hear it once again,  only to realize, and recognize that it is in fact, a deer call.  What does he do, poke around with that thing hanging from his mouth giving it the old blow now and again.  It is just the same during turkey season, a noise that brings me fear, "What the hell was that?!" To, oh yes, the scratching of the turkey call.  I should have known.

In any case, I will welcome the daily in and out of my hunters, Dad and son.  Laugh with my daughter as we watch from the window, the snow or hail or rain pouring down from the sky, that will so envelope both of them.  I'll kick back in front of My t.v. if only for awhile, and thank the Good Lord above, for Hunting Season.

Good luck honey....Get that Buck!!!