My Baby Knows How to Bring Home the Fish and Fry it Up in the Pan!

My husband and the 15 pound catfish he caught today!

                                                    

     Today, as I slept my husband was fishing.  He turned off the alarm at 5 a.m. and he was off within about ten minutes....I think.  I can never stay awake long enough to tell him goodbye.  At that time of day, believe me, he is on his own! 
     Normally at his "fishing hole"  he only catches what he calls "trash" fish.  I would name them all but I can't remember what he calls them.  I have seen him go fishing in the fall, winter, spring and summer. I have seen him fish in the rain and in the sunshine.   I have asked him many times why he goes when it is freezing or raining and he knows nothing is going to bite and he tells me that is his "think and relax time'.  I understand.  We all need space.  I need it daily!  That is when I blog. 
     Today was different.  I got a call while I was at the computer store trying to get first aide for my computer that acted like it was about to draw its last breath.  My husband's voice sounded different today. 

What are you doing?

I am at the computer store, I think the computer is about to go to computer heaven.  What are you doing?

About to clean my 15 pound Op!  (That is Texan for gynormous catfish).
    
     I could tell he was soooo excited!  I told him not to do one thing to it until I got home and could look at it.  When I arrived our 22 year old daughter was practically skipping around the ice chest and my husband's smile was as wide as the catfish was long!  His persistence and perserverance had paid off!  He showed me all the places a turtle had tried to "eat on it" and all the exciting things that happened while he reeled it in.  How the few people that were at the spot had to come take a look and how proud he was to show them! 
     Now my husband has snagged big ones in the past, but something always happens.  A line would break before he could get it to the surface, the fish would come off of his stringer, or snakes, loggerhead turtles, and gar (a fish with some bad teeth!) would decide they needed it more than he did!  Nevertheless, my husband kept on going and finally brought home the big one!
     It just so happened he had to run by the tire store in our small, friendly town today.  In many ways it can be like Mayberry on "The Andy Griffith Show".  People are excited to see you "make good"!  The man who owns the tire store looked my husband's fish over while they worked on his truck and then gave him a fish batter recipe to boot!  Tomorrow will be a good day for my husband, too as he eats "the fruit of his labor".  We will call and ask our pastor and his wife over, there will be "the big one" along with french fries fried up to perfect crispness, gallons of ketchup, and ice cream for dessert.  He will brag to the guys at church on Sunday on how he caught "the big one" and, thank God, that doesn't mean me this time!
     What a great weekend for my husband and all of us!  This is what family time and long weekends are all about.
     Thank you, my dear reader for stopping by!  I appreciate you taking your precious time to read my blog.  Come back and see me again very soon!