We have a winner of the fishing glove by Glacier Glove.

Number 30 was Gretchen Steele of Steele Photo Services. And the girl takes her own fish off the hook! But some of those are slippery little suckers. Ya just can’t chance losing that 10 lb crappie slipping out of your hand!

Congratulations Gretchen!

Thank you all and a special thank you to Glacier Glove!

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I’m not a hunter, I married one. When it comes to wild critters in the woods I want to hug them. And cuddle them. And wish they’d live in my yard forever.

I’m sure you are all sick of hearing how horrified I was last year when the dirty rotten nasty fox ate my duck eggs. But it’s spring time and at this very moment there are duck eggs probably somewhere in my neighborhood or soon to be. I’ve been praying they’d return.

So Saturday I was minding my own business on Facebook when …

Love is a battlefield happened in my very own front yard …

Two males and one female.

And please don’t call her a floozy.

It’s not her fault.

They were mean to her.  And when they were done, they walked right over her.

And stepped on her head.

And just as I was about to run over and whack them, one of the males chased off the other male. (Please note; my weapon of choice is a shoe.)

911 what’s your emergency: Hi umm, it’s the neighbor of the crazy neighbor lady across the street again. Two male mallards just attacked her in her front yard.

Again.

Have a good day all … I think I need to set a trap and lock mama mallard in my basement where she would be safe to have her babies.

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I hope y’all enjoyed your weekend. We sat around the house not having your typical Memorial Day cookout. We did cookout, but then my nieces and I decided my sister needed a makeover.

So my niece Ashley was in charge of waxing eyebrows …

I think her expression tells the story of how a caterpillar once lived there …

And then my husband took over.

Yes the man that once lived to hunt.

The man that needs a size triple X rubber gloves…

Is now a hunter gone hairdresser.

Not only did he do the all over color but he threw in a few highlights. I wonder if he sits in a tree stand thinking if only my wife would go light blond or maybe chestnut blond?

I wish I had an after shot of my sister but I don’t.

I was busy playing outdoor girl with a 4 year old on a nature walk looking for ducks.

Have a good day all … if you call to make a hair appointment and we don’t answer, I’m still trying to get those gloves off my husband.

If only I knew how to use a hunting knife.

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My neighbor, *cough* Mrs. Kravitz *cough*, sent me this joke I thought was funny. And believe it or not I’m not a jokes kind of person. Jokes embarrass me, I forget them, they include the evil F word, not that one, the f . a . r . t . word or it takes me 10 minutes to get the punch line.

But I thought this was cute.

A man and a woman who had never met before, but who were both married to other people, found themselves assigned to the same sleeping room on a transcontinental train.

Though initially embarrassed and uneasy over sharing a room, they were both very tired and fell asleep quickly, he in the upper berth and she in the lower.

At 1:00 a.m., the man leaned down and gently woke the woman saying, “Ma’am, I’m sorry to bother you but would you be willing to reach into the closet to get me a second blanket? I’m awfully cold.”

“I have a better idea, just for tonight let’s pretend that we’re married.” She replied.

“Wow! That’s a great idea!” He exclaimed.

“Good. Get your own damn blanket.”

After a moment of silence, he umm …

f . a . r . t . e . d .

Oh help me! I’m sorry!

Have a wonderful weekend all … be sure to cuddle up in those sleeping bags if you’re camping this weekend.

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Yesterday, someone (she reads my blog) was making fun of me for not being a girly girl that takes her own fish off the hook. Coincidence that I asked if my readers take their own fish off the hook?

Maybe.

Probably not.

Dear chick that takes her own fish off the hook,

Before you get your fish off your hook … I’ll break your pole.

Love,

The hair puller.

It’s a full moon tonight be safe all!

I love my readers.

Flying off on my broom for the night!

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This giveaway is sponsored by Glacier Glove.

Yesterday I reviewed the hunting glove by Glacier Glove but I actually used it for fishing instead of hunting and it worked very well. So well I was hating to love it.  And I did love it.  Seeing that it’s fishing season, I’m giving away one of Glacier Glove’s newest styles – the Fighting/Stripping Glove – which is reported to be better in hotter weather and has a 50+ UPF sun protection rating.

The Fighting/Stripping Glove

To enter the giveaway:

Please leave a comment telling me if you take your own fish off the hook or if you have your husband/partner/friend/fishing guide or stranger on a dock do it for you. (Sounds like that could be a Lifetime movie – Stranger On The Dock.)

And I know it isn’t just our ladies out there that have yuck and ouch issues taking a fish off the hook. I’ve seen plenty of grown men using pliers.

I swear I don’t make fun of them.

Alright…

Maybe a little.

Glacier Glove is also on Twitter and Facebook if you’d like to follow them.  They’ve become one of my favorite companies to work with.  Great people!

The contest is for U.S. residents only and will run from today, May 26, 2010 – Wednesday, June 2, 2010. Winner will be selected randomly and announced on Thursday, June 3, 2010.

Thank you Glacier Glove and good luck all!

See the original article at TheHuntersWife.net