Thursday This n That

I can hear Hubs in the kitchen opening drawers.  He's checking the mousetraps.  So far, we've only caught two this go 'round.  I really need to get back in there and put steel wool in the cracks again.  Not today.  And tomorrow ain't lookin' good neither.

I had a successful and safe fishing excursion on Monday.  Caught three fat bluegills.  Made it all the way up to a new spot, managed to not kill myself traversing the steep embankments, made it all the way home - all with no problems.  Got home and started to clean the fish.  On the first fish, the knife slipped off the scales and I stabbed myself in the thumb*.  With the knife I'd just finished honing to a sharp point.  It bled a lot, but not worthy of a trip for stitches.  Sort of like years back when I was cutting up the leftover Easter ham and sliced my middle finger. Anyway, I guess I'm living proof accidents are more likely to occur in the home.  LOL

Another new scar for me.  Good thing I never dreamed of being a hand model.  That dream would've been dashed back in high school when I was digging a post out of a hole so it could be replaced.  I dragged my knuckles down the old post at one point.  Not my first scars, but probably the first ones on my hands.  Then the accident gave me a huge scar on the back of my left hand.  It's gnarly.  Anyway, scars are visible reminders of a life well-lived.  Right?

The fawns are getting so big and we can tell they're starting to lose their spots.  Oh, they've still got them, but the patterns are getting weaker and some of the smaller spots are disappearing.  It's making it harder for us to tell who's who.  Fingers crossed they all make it to adulthood.

Started a new book last night.  So far, so good.  It's quite enthralling. I don't usually read reviews, but I did this time.  I don't agree with the one review.  There are bits that leave me wondering if the reviewer read the same book I'm reading.  If so, not with any attention to detail.  I wonder about these things.  

And now, it's time for me to decide if I'm going fishing again today.  It's supposed to be cool this morning.  I'm hoping it will be overcast, but I can't tell yet.  Oh, I probably will go.  The amount of sunshine will determine which spot I go to.  If it's a sunshiney morning, I'll hit one of my west-facing spots.  If not, I'll have more of a range of choices.  We'll see.

What's on your this n that radar today?

*Hubs finished cleaning the fish for me, so I wouldn't get fish gunk in my boo-boo.  He's so awesome.