Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Romance

I used to think that romance involved candlelight and flowers, moonlit walks, blah blah blah. These days? Romance is my man calling to say he's got a deer for me to put in the freezer. Seriously, does it get any more elemental than hunting and gathering? It sure does make me all mushy.

4 comments:

Robin French said...

I'm guessing this was not an episode of SATC you're talking about? ;-)

Laura Carson said...

lol Nope! I'm kind of sad to be finished with all of the seasons.

I'm excited about the deer though-it might be ready by the weekend. Next chance we get we're going to put a lamb in the freezer also.

kristi said...

LOL, I get turned inside out if the guy can open the pickle jar and/or get stuff off the tall person's shelf.

Lately, I have been scouting at trials for a man who has his own tractor and post pounder. Sometimes, I can hear Carrie Bradshaw sobbing... :-)

Laura Carson said...

Ooooh! Me too on the jar thing. Oh, and the wearing a tool belt thing? The tractor thing? Count me in. LOL