My husband and I had an eye doctor appointment last Saturday.  I’m nearsighted and have worn glasses for many years.  Mark has never had glasses and is now camosighted and needs glasses.

Mark was examined first while I tried on glasses.  After rocking out a few pairs and praying no one had bugs that tried them on before me, I found a pair I liked.

While I was being examined, Mark had plenty of time to find an appropriate pair. By himself.  Without me.  And we know what problem that will cause.  Like the problem we have with wanting to wear camouflage on date night or hats that make him look like Elmer Fudd.

During my exam, I had the whole scenario played out in my head.  If I’m nice about the situation and not tell Mark he looks like a bug, he might change his mind.  I will not cause a scene.  I will not cause a scene.  I will not cause a scene.

And then I walk out of the exam room to this …

Me:  Mark, are you sure you like those?

Mark:  Yes.

Me:  Are you sure you looked around?  There are plenty of nice glasses and I saw a few that might look good on you.

Mark:  I really like these.

He looks like a bug.

Me:  Umm don’t you think they might look a little big?

Mark:  No they fit good.

Me:  You know you’ll have those for a year or more so you need to be sure.

Mark:  These are the pair.

Jody:  Even when you’re out hunting and turn your head a certain way?  You don’t think they might get in the way?

Yes I pulled out all my ammunition.  Referencing hunting normally works.  But not this time.  He thought he was all that and about to star in a Four Eyes commercial.

I stopped talking until we got in the car.

You look like a bug.  A big eyed bug.  Those glasses are huge.  You are not going to be happy with them.  Maybe if you didn’t have so much camo on you could see what they really look like.  That’s it … that was the problem.  You’re camosighted.  WTF They are as big as that Elmer Fudd camo hat you wear that I told you not to wear this morning.  No wonder you picked out big glasses wearing a hat like that. You look like Mr. Magoo.

Um Hi.  Table for 2 for me and Mr. Magoo dressed in camo.

Have a great day all …

I wouldn’t be The Hunter’s Wife without having more ammunition ..

Umm Mark – I found your glasses in the couch cushion and I sat on the damn things and now they’re cracked.

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My husband and I had an eye doctor appointment last Saturday.  I’m nearsighted and have worn glasses for many years.  Mark has never had glasses and is now camosighted and needs glasses.

Mark was examined first while I tried on glasses.  After rocking out a few pairs and praying no one had bugs that tried them on before me, I found a pair I liked.

While I was being examined, Mark had plenty of time to find an appropriate pair. By himself.  Without me.  And we know what problem that will cause.  Like the problem we have with wanting to wear camouflage on date night or hats that make him look like Elmer Fudd.

During my exam, I had the whole scenario played out in my head.  If I’m nice about the situation and not tell Mark he looks like a bug, he might change his mind.  I will not cause a scene.  I will not cause a scene.  I will not cause a scene.

And then I walk out of the exam room to this …

Me:  Mark, are you sure you like those?

Mark:  Yes.

Me:  Are you sure you looked around?  There are plenty of nice glasses and I saw a few that might look good on you.

Mark:  I really like these.

He looks like a bug.

Me:  Umm don’t you think they might look a little big?

Mark:  No they fit good.

Me:  You know you’ll have those for a year or more so you need to be sure.

Mark:  These are the pair.

Jody:  Even when you’re out hunting and turn your head a certain way?  You don’t think they might get in the way?

Yes I pulled out all my ammunition.  Referencing hunting normally works.  But not this time.  He thought he was all that and about to star in a Four Eyes commercial.

I stopped talking until we got in the car.

You look like a bug.  A big eyed bug.  Those glasses are huge.  You are not going to be happy with them.  Maybe if you didn’t have so much camo on you could see what they really look like.  That’s it … that was the problem.  You’re camosighted.  WTF They are as big as that Elmer Fudd camo hat you wear that I told you not to wear this morning.  No wonder you picked out big glasses wearing a hat like that. You look like Mr. Magoo.

Um Hi.  Table for 2 for me and Mr. Magoo dressed in camo.

Have a great day all …

I wouldn’t be The Hunter’s Wife without having more ammunition ..

Umm Mark – I found your glasses in the couch cushion and I sat on the damn things and now they’re cracked.

See the original article at TheHuntersWife.net

My husband and I had an eye doctor appointment last Saturday.  I’m nearsighted and have worn glasses for many years.  Mark has never had glasses and is now camosighted and needs glasses.

Mark was examined first while I tried on glasses.  After rocking out a few pairs and praying no one had bugs that tried them on before me, I found a pair I liked.

While I was being examined, Mark had plenty of time to find an appropriate pair. By himself.  Without me.  And we know what problem that will cause.  Like the problem we have with wanting to wear camouflage on date night or hats that make him look like Elmer Fudd.

During my exam, I had the whole scenario played out in my head.  If I’m nice about the situation and not tell Mark he looks like a bug, he might change his mind.  I will not cause a scene.  I will not cause a scene.  I will not cause a scene.

And then I walk out of the exam room to this …

Me:  Mark, are you sure you like those?

Mark:  Yes.

Me:  Are you sure you looked around?  There are plenty of nice glasses and I saw a few that might look good on you.

Mark:  I really like these.

He looks like a bug.

Me:  Umm don’t you think they might look a little big?

Mark:  No they fit good.

Me:  You know you’ll have those for a year or more so you need to be sure.

Mark:  These are the pair.

Jody:  Even when you’re out hunting and turn your head a certain way?  You don’t think they might get in the way?

Yes I pulled out all my ammunition.  Referencing hunting normally works.  But not this time.  He thought he was all that and about to star in a Four Eyes commercial.

I stopped talking until we got in the car.

You look like a bug.  A big eyed bug.  Those glasses are huge.  You are not going to be happy with them.  Maybe if you didn’t have so much camo on you could see what they really look like.  That’s it … that was the problem.  You’re camosighted.  WTF They are as big as that Elmer Fudd camo hat you wear that I told you not to wear this morning.  No wonder you picked out big glasses wearing a hat like that. You look like Mr. Magoo.

Um Hi.  Table for 2 for me and Mr. Magoo dressed in camo.

Have a great day all …

I wouldn’t be The Hunter’s Wife without having more ammunition ..

Umm Mark – I found your glasses in the couch cushion and I sat on the damn things and now they’re cracked.

See the original article at TheHuntersWife.net

Here in the Midwest, one of the first signs of spring is the return of the Robin.

I saw my first Robin about 2 weeks ago and this past Saturday morning they were mating.  But it seems to be a bit early in the season.  I don’t remember seeing Robin eggs this early in the year.  So I searched the internet …

Robins:

I can go into much detail but what was fascinating is that the Robins mate early spring in the early morning and lay their egg/eggs by noon.

Holy grove thing.

I saw two Robins, umm, mating that morning and if I knew how to climb a tree I’d look in their nest to see if it’s true.

Bird attack.

Mrs. Kravitz (my neighborhood crime watch peeper out her window lady friend) phoning my house:  Umm Mark, Jody fell out of the tree again looking for those damn Robin eggs.

Mrs. Kravitz phoning my house again:  Umm Mark, There’s a bird chasing Jody.

Mrs. Kravitz phoning my house again:  Umm Mark, There’s a bird stuck in Jody’s hair.

I’m interested to know if this fact is true. Do Robins mate in the morning and Mother Robin lay her egg/eggs at noon?  Please someone share. I read it on one site and couldn’t find the same information on any other site.

Mark:  Let’s go to Cabelas today.

Jody:  Umm, I can’t.  I saw two Robins mating this morning and at noon I have a tree to climb.

Have a great day all … If I’m missing from my blog or social sites for more than 2 days, please send get well cards. Thank you.

See the original article at TheHuntersWife.net

Early Saturday morning I was at my computer having my morning coffee when I not only heard the morning song of the robin but I heard a mallard.

Full of excitement I ran to find Mark to let him know the mallards are back.

Me:  Mark I heard a mallard.

Mark:  You didn’t.

Me bouncing up and down: Yes I heard one. They are back.  I will have babies in the yard soon. woot woot

Mark:  It probably wasn’t a mallard this early in the spring.

Me:  I’m telling you it was a Mallard.

And then I started walking around the house quacking like a mallard trying to prove it was the sound of a mallard.  Except I don’t quack very well and I have zero grunt quack calling experience.  So I did what I always do, look it up on the internet.

Mallards:

Interesting fact;  Mallards sometimes return to the same areas to lay their eggs each year.  Which is why I see them every spring near our yard or a neighbors.  One spring I had Mother Mallard in my back yard with her 8 little babies.  She probably had them hid so well I never knew they were there until I saw them trying to get out of our fenced yard.  So last spring I searched and searched for Mother and her baby duck eggs and finally found them.

911 what’s your emergency: There’s a crazy lady all dressed in black digging through my bushes.

I’m still haunted by what happen last spring …

I had beautiful baby duck eggs about ready to hatch…

Thanks to a trail cam I found out Satan the Fox had dinner…

And I cried for poor Mother Duck …

So when I hear a mallard anywhere near my yard, I first pray she’ll find a nice safe hiding spot for her babies and then I say an even bigger prayer that they end up in my yard.

Have a great day all … this year I’ll be prepared. Nothing will come between me and my little helpless baby duck eggs.

911 what’s your emergency: Umm yea, there’s a crazy lady all dressed in pink camo with her hot pink bb gun in high heels chasing a fox down the street.

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This is why you ALWAYS wear sunglasses fishing.

It’s up to you whether the lenses are glass or plastic, but I would say plastic is safer.

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