REAL CATFISH

This post is just for Celia, my friend in England, that laughed when I mentioned feeding MY CAT, Oscar Snuggles, King of Tidewater, catfish. We bought some frozen catfish because they were processed in the US, rather than in China or some other third world country. We had seen several news items on how bad the processing conditions are in some countries when they process fish. Soooo, we got the bright idea of trying catfish. I HATE CATFISH! The very thought of eating something that is a scavenger just does not appeal to me at all. We bought the fish, tried them ONCE and I decided Oscar would enjoy them must more than we would, so we cooked him the catfish. He loved them.

My neighbor when fishing last weekend and caught these catfish and I took photos just for Celia over at http://george-online.blogspot.com.

There really are catfish. I didn't make that up. Oh, they will stick you with those whisker looking fins they have and it HURTS! They are also very hard to clean, you have to pull that dark skin off with a pair of pliers, because they don't have scales.

Look what happened on the way to the lake.

We were off to Stone Mountain, our favorite place to fish. We were going up the interstate and all of a sudden, we heard, thump, thump, thump, thump. Hubby said, "oh no, we have a flat." Sure enough one of the tires on the boat trailer blew out. There are TWO holes in the side of that tire. A nice young man stopped to help us. I was really glad, I didn't have to help change the tire. I did help take the spare off the tongue of the trailer. That was easy.

We had so much fun fishing. We ran out of bait. We only had 50 crickets, but when we left we only had two left. Every time we threw our hook into the water we got a bit. Now that's the fun way to fish. I can't stand it when you have to sit and wait for something to bite. Notice the purple cloth I use to handle those fish. I can't stand to get that smell on my hands. As for the crickets, if you will cut up an orange and put it in the cricket box, they smell like orange when you put them on your hook. Is that TMI (too much information)?

We saw a fawn, well there were two of them, in the edge of the woods. I was only able to get a photo of one of them.

The turtle was in our carport. I don't have a clue why he would be there, because there is no grass. I'll take a turtle any day over a snake. I'll even take a lizard.

Oh, Oscar is the feature photo over at George-online. Check it out at http://george-online.blotspot.com. Lizzie, you'll love it'

Unfortunately, all the photos are at the top of the page and I have no control over where they are placed on the page. When they come up, it looks like Russian. I don't know what's going on with this blog site.

We Met the Cow

Truett's Grill was build in celebration of Truett Cathy's 75th birthday--that was ten years ago. For those of you that don't know, Truett Cathy established Chick-fil-A back in 1946 in a little town near us, Hapeville, GA. It is now a billion, yes billion dollar corporation.

Truett's is one of our favorite places to eat. When we were working we ate there twice a day. We know ALL the personnel and they all know us. Yesterday was customer appreciation day and the cow was there greeting all the customers. WE GOT TO MEET THE COW!

Why would adults get excited about someone dressed up in a COW suit? When we drive up, I said, "OH, THERE'S THE COW!!!!!" It was so fun. So, here we are with the Chick-fil-A Cow.

THE LOVE OF MY LIFE

This post is a brag fest on the love of my life--my husband. We have been married almost 42 years (will be in September) and I LOVE HIM!

I received a comment from June over at Bye Bye, Pie! about the bird feeder Hubby made, so I thought I would just put up photos of all the stuff he has made for our home.

I only have a couple of the bow back Windsor chairs he made, but we have ten (10), yes ten of them scattered about the house. Does anyone want to buy four of them? Four are around our kitchen table, so I'll keep those. He's working on a comb back chair now, but I have no idea where we are going to put it.

He has made four tables in our den--two end tables at the sofa, the TV table and the coffee table, oh yes, we have another little table at the top of the steps he made. Three blanket chests, two wall shelves, three Shaker stools, our kitchen island, a set of twin headboards, a tall case clock, a Chipendale mirror, a stage for our theater screen, and the Americana bird house, and the tin sconse, lantern and oil can.

Needless to say, I think he's wonderful, not because he builds all this neat stuff, but because he is a Godly man that loves God with all his heart and he loves me more than anyone else on this earth. And I love him more than anyone else on earth as well.