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Friday, June 3, 2011

Royal We

We are fishing this weekend. Big Guy will pull together the fishing gear, whatever that is. I will think about which hat to wear. Big Guy will figure out where we are fishing. I will find a level spot for my chair. And, I'll determine which book to read first. Big Guy will bait the hooks, cast out the rods and hand one to me. I'll try to juggle the rod and book without dropping either. Although, if one has to fall, it won't be the book. Big Guy will tell me when something might be nibbling. I'll tell him if I need another cold drink. Somehow we will muddle our way through. If we are successful, and Big Guy follows through with whatever nasty stuff is done to fish after they're caught, then he will cook the fish and we will eat. I hope Big Guy knows he gets to wash the dishes. That's where we fishing together stops. I'll need time to finish my book or start another one.

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