Hunting

So today I decided that I couldn't put it off any longer. I got up early, showered and did my hair. After Mark left for work, I took the car and did some job hunting. I went to the Provincial building and the city office and Creighton town office and company. Boy, that was an experience. I had to sign in. And when I left, I signed out. That security guy was a help. Just sat there and stared at the road. I guess if any suspicious cars drove by, he'd jump to action. While I was able to wonder around mine site unharassed. Thank goodness another guy was there to tell me where to sign in and where to do. When I left, I just walked back into the booth and signed out. He never even looked at me. I sure feel safe. I really have to remember that sarcasm doesn't work as well when written.

So last night, Mark came home with a huge pickerel. Yeah! It was much bigger than the one that kid caught. He originally thought it was a jack. We're going to have it for supper tonight. I was really proud of him. To bad he didn't have the camera. That would have made a great picture. I guess he'll just have to catch another monster. One funny story. He caught a big jack but as he was reeling it in, the line broke. So he casts again and some time later, he catches another jack. And guess what, sticking out of it's mouth is Mark's hook. So he got his hook back after all.