My Whopper

I am enjoying going fishing with my husband and Dad. Yesterday we headed to Pueblo again for some night fishing. We got there early, about 4:30pm and got set up. It has been baking hot in Pueblo every day in the 100's - 103 range but we were lucky that some clouds came over most of the evening and beat off the sun.
Is this my whopper? No just a nice bluegill.
THIS is my whopper. A 15" small mouth bass. About 2 1/2 lb

Just as the sun went down, this bass was trolling along the shallows and grabbed my bait about 5' from shore. I had just thrown out both of my poles with bobbers on them and I had a pole in each hand when it grabbed and ran. My husband took the other pole, thank goodness, or it might have taken my pole with it. When I played it on up to the edge of the shore, my Dad grabbed it for me. I was afraid it would lose the hook but no chance cause it was caught good.

My dad and husband each caught alot of the bluegills and perch so we had plenty. We stayed on until almost 12:30am but no more luck after the big one. We had a great time just relaxing and talking under the lanterns they set up. We were lucky that there were no mesquitos bothering us too, which made it so much more comfortable to stay out.

Well, my cousin left today but she will be back next month since she plans on moving here. She is a smiley happy person so it was nice to see her again. She helped me so much each time I got out of the hospital and needed someone to stay with me and drive me to doctors and to physical therapy. It takes special people to drop their lives for a while just to help someone else.

My sweet cousin

This week was, even with the bad news about my 18 year old son (see previous post), good because I have all of the people in the world that I love the most around me. Either in town or in nearby towns where we can get together often. Last weekend my brother and wife came up and we all played marbles (aggrivation) on the large marble board I made last year. We played almost 2 1/2 hours on one game. We killed each other off and sent them back to base so often that we thought the game would never end. It sure was fun though as we laughed and snacked and teased each other incessantly.

My now 7yr old granddaughter loves pretty summer dresses.

My now 4 yr old grandson loves to play with and be teased by Grandpa!
I am not looking forward to tomorrow but it has to be done. (See previous post). Going to hear the verdict on your son's life isn't fun but I think that positive things can come out of this so that's going to be my focus.

God does care and we can lean on that! Happy days to you all.