Friday, February 27, 2009

HAVE YOU EVER!!!


HAVE YOU EVER!!!


I know I usually only talk about sewing, but I thought I would tell a story now and then. Love reading some on the other blogs and I can't show any pictures of things that I'm working on at this time because they are for swap groups.


The stories will always be called "Have You Ever", so if they don't call for your reading you can skip that post. I'm not sure how many I'll post but they are about little things that have happened in my life.


My husband, as you all know, is kinda out of order with his shoulder and all he can do is think about the fish that everyone is catching right now. We were talking about this last night and I thought about when we were first married.


We use to go camping and I mean camping. Tent, little camp stove, lantern, the whole works. Back then we could sleep on the floor and it didn't bother us. Those were the days. Went fishing all weekend, could eat anything because we were both so skinny. You know the s'mores, hamburgers, hot dogs, maybe even two or more. Built us a fire every night and cuddled. Don't you just wish you could go back there sometimes.


Well anyway it was at the end of the weekend and we had at that time a little aluminum boat. Had a little motor on the back, probably 25 hp and we thought it went so fast or at least I did.
At the end of our trip, husband says, "Do you want to back up the trailer or bring the boat around to load it on the trailer". I thought now I have never done neither one but I sure didn't want to jack knife the trailer into our old used truck so I selected to drive the boat around. He cranked it and got it going in the right direction. I'm sitting with a grin from ear to ear taking off. Well, I forgot to ask how to stop it. I was driving around and around with this same speed, fassssst to me hoping it would run out of gas.


Husband on the bank yells out, "Beach it", (my reaction) you have got to be kidding. A little crowd had gathered by now, so after a few more circles, hoping they would go away but didn't, I head for the sand. That boat was out of the water all the way and I thought I was going to be out of the boat.


Just a little memory, that came back. I thought I could offer to take him fishing but I knew one of these things would have to be done by me. Backing up the trailer or getting the boat (lot bigger and faster now) around! Better stay home.

12 comments:

em's scrapbag said...

What a funny story. I would be the same way. I leave that stuff to my hubby and boys. I remember the days when we could eat anything and not worry. Now I'm trying very hard to lose some unwanted fat quarters. Have a great day with lots of productive sewing.

lesthook said...

I can really relate to your story! My late hubby and I spend many week-ends fishing and camping when we were younger.

Linda said...

Great story Bonnie, I think I would probably have thought the same as you, run oout of gas. Love the photo you added.

Kaaren said...

Usually a picture is worth a thousand words but in your case, a thousand words is worth the picture. You described the story so well that pictures weren't needed. Reminiscing is good for the soul. Thanks for sharing.

Brenda said...

LOL!! Loved the story :D Very fun for a change and lets your readers get to know you better. Now I know why I never go camping!

StitchinByTheLake said...

I laughed till I cried! This is so like something I would do! And by the way, we used to camp just like that. :) blessings, marlene

Catherine said...

We did lots of tent camping and fishing. I love bass fishing! We went fishing on our honeymoon at an Air Force rec area lake in Alabama, the only ones there that whole week. I can even remember the boat number, 5, after all these years. We later bought a John boat that cost an "extravagant" $90.00. I wish I could eat what I ate back then too. I was never brave enough to drive a boat. And that first little boat had oars. I could handle That!

Red Geranium Cottage said...

Howfunny!!!! My hubby used to go boating and he said the best part is just watching everyone at the launch ramp. lolol My dad fell while putting the boat on the trailor and broke several ribs!! OUCH!!! Hope no one was laughing.

Sharon said...

Loved your story! Reminded me of one time when we were young. Hubby wanted a boat to ski. I had never had any experience with boats or water sking but he wanted to ski so I was supposed to drive the boat. Bad mistake!! He finally dropped the ski rope and waited for me to crash. Luckily I didn't but I've never driven a boat again!. Sharon

The Summer Kitchen Interiors said...

Bonnie.....have you ever seen the Doris Day movie "The Glass Bottom Boat?" Doris "Beaches a boat" and while we are reading this story....we are imagining you as doris in this very scene!

bluebird-lyn said...

Ah Bonnie, I just needed to read your story.LOL, not much fun, heh.I had a similar experience with DH but it was putting up the sails on our trailer sailer. Hmmm. Regards Lyn

Lynn@ The Vintage Nest said...

Hi Bonnie, Bobby G. is a big time fisherman. Since we live on a lake he fishes every Single day and I mean every single day. The fish stories I could tell you...oh man. Just last weekend I had to cut a hook out of his finger...ugh! Tell your hubby to come on over and fish in our backyard. Happy Monday. ~ Lynn

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