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Post by willyp on Nov 21, 2017 4:48:38 GMT -5
Yep ! I have made a list up a while back of things i have to take to camp . { Camp is my sons A-frame in the woods! His house .} I check things off as i pack them up. I went to my boys home for the Senior doe hunt and had everything on the list. As i unpacked i was thinking to myself " You are one wise old turd ." The sons A-frame is in a gated community out in a wooded area near a big State park and thousands of acres of game lands. The deer there on the grounds are like as tame as you can get. Well back to my list ? I put things away and laid my clothes out for the hunt the next day ! I haven't worn any of this stuff since last December ? My wife don't trust me with the laundry so she does it. OK ? I am up early the next day and put my long john bottoms on ! Next comes the tops ? Holy cow ! They fit like those black Yoga pants you see girls wearing now !!!!!! Man the arms fit but the midsection was super tight  ? I suffered thru the day felling some one was hugging me ? When i got home i told my wife " I NEED NEW LONG JOHN TOPS. " "THESE SHRUNK "? She laughed as she walked away and said to me . I DON"T KNOW IF THEY STOCK THEM IN MATERNITY SHOPS !" "BUT I WILL LOOK !" |
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Post by buzz on Nov 21, 2017 6:15:08 GMT -5
Wives can be so rude sometimes...............  |
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Post by fleroo on Nov 21, 2017 7:43:56 GMT -5
I made it a point to do a bit of the laundry early on in the "courtin' years". Just enough to ensure she would never trust me with the laundry in the future. A fella gots ta have a plan. |
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Post by dennyf on Nov 21, 2017 8:40:55 GMT -5
Do my own laundry, always have. When Grumpo moved in with me many years ago, she was at the kitchen table with one of her girlfriends, when I came down the hall carrying a basket of clothes, headed for the basement laundry. Her buddy made a fuss, said how lucky she was to have a man that does laundry. Grumpy woman said big deal, he only does it because he doesn't trust anyone else to do it to suit him. I noted that the real reason, was that I didn't want her stealing any more of my work tee shirts. She's a painter. Ain't a work shirt she owns that isn't hogged up with paint.  Started getting my stuff in a pile last weekend. Treated the boots w/water repellent Saturday. Checked two satchels the insulated underwear/knit hats/wool socks and such are in. I can only stand to wear a knit hat when it's really (really) cold out. Damn things make my head itch, so usually just wear FO ball caps when hunting. Anything above the teens is ball cap and no, or light gloves weather fer me. If I don't start early, I will forget something. Happens every year. Two coats, bibs and boots are already laid out where I can't miss 'em when loading the truck. Have a light weight camo FO jacket I leave at camp for warmer weather. Tore the house apart one year looking for it, realized it was at camp. All the doodads are in a milk crate. Ammo, knives, cleaning kit, bipods, batteries, grunt/doe calls, slings and whatever else is in there. Lots of things never leave the truck: Gloves, hats, rain gear, etc. And most importantly, my hunting license. Went to camp one spring for gobbler season, discovered the license was at home, still pinned to the heavy coat I'd worn in doe season that year. Now the license stays in the door pocket, right where I can see it. |
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Post by 3212 on Nov 21, 2017 9:37:05 GMT -5
Same here Willy.I've developed a bit of pot belly lately, can't close any of my 3 brush jean's.Gonna get some waist extenders for the top of the zippers.It's gonna be nippy next Monday so I'll wear my Swiss army pants with suspenders.Its like wearing a quilted sleeping bag.My truck is my rolling hunting camp.Spares and extras of every thing.Just take the rifle and cartridges and good to go.Now I carry my hunting license in my wallet.
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Post by Dutch on Nov 21, 2017 21:09:30 GMT -5
Was talking with a customer today. her husband has mild dementia, but went bear hunting. She was going to check that he packed everything ok, and she did have his long undies stacked for him. When she wanted to check that he packed right, he gave her heck.
Yep, he forgot his long undies..... feel bad for the guy, but she told me they are now packed for deer season.
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Post by bawanajim on Nov 21, 2017 22:05:59 GMT -5
Willy you are the best thing to happen to this site in a very long time. Thank you and I hope you have a great Thanksgiving and a successful deer season, I would think you have my families blood in your veins as I live your very words.
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Post by fleroo on Nov 22, 2017 8:39:03 GMT -5
Sayyyyyyyyyyy, what am I, chopped liver ? |
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Post by bawanajim on Nov 22, 2017 8:52:39 GMT -5
Sayyyyyyyyyyy, what am I, chopped liver ? You were my "go to guy" and then all of the talk about a halfazzed girl, I just can't seem to get her off my mind, it's changed me, and I'm not sure it was in a good way.  |
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Post by dougell on Nov 22, 2017 10:51:05 GMT -5
Breaking news.Just heard last week that the half-azzed girl is no more.Heard she OD'd.
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? I suffered thru the day felling some one was hugging me ?
