The deer hunt for me growing up meant that if we played out in the yard we had to wear bright colors and that was about the extent of it. Since being married to Shawn, I have learned that this time of year is like "Man Christmas". He left yesterday with some buddies to go up to a cabin just up one of the canyons here in the valley. He was SO excited! If you ever want to see men act like boys, just hang out with them the night before the hunt. Guns are checked and double checked and triple checked. Ammo is refilled and bags are packed. Camouflage is pulled out of all the crevasses of the house and orange vests are dusted off.
Thursday night Shawn slept very little and I woke up to the sound of all three men in the kitchen making breakfast and completing the last couple to do's until they took off for a weekend of Men VS Wilderness. Don't get me wrong, I was invited several times to come along, but waking up at the butt crack of dawn to tromp around in the cold chasing after deer just didn't sound thrilling to me.
Last night was actually very fun. We "widows of the hunt" got together and had the first girls night I've had in a long time. We ordered Chinese food and watched "We bought a zoo" and just had some girl time. I had a BLAST! I'm so glad Shawn has such wonderful friends with such incredible wives that are SO fun to hang out with. I'm going to start looking forward to deer season more than Shawn!
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