Fishing Doesn't Mean You Catch A Fish

I love it when the men in my life go fishing.

If they bring home a fish, I am thrilled.

If they don't bring home a fish, they bring home good memories, well, that thrills me, too.

Sometimes if the fish aren't biting, the men will hunt for geese, or something else.
The something else is usually a "tall tale" about the one that got away.

The story is usually as good as the fish would have been.

Yep, I love it when the men in my life go fishing.
I love whatever they bring home.  :)

I love the smile that comes home.

Love, Me