That's right folks, after twenty one days in back country Idaho, the mighty hunter has returned home. That was Tuesday night. So far, so good. Although we did have a discussion about body mass index which I didn't really like. (He lost more weight while hunting. I think it's becoming an obsession with him.) He did take some pretty cool self portraits while gone.
The funny things that only I live with are already starting to happen. So when you kill a large animal in the woods, you have to quarter it up and pack it out. You stick the meat in canvas bags. Well when The Hunter got home he put said bags into the washer to soak. (proof to me that he does indeed know how to use the washer) I decided to help him out and put the bags into the dryer. (I am a wonderful wife that way) Apparently The Hunter does not turn the bags inside out to make sure all the little bits of meat are out of the bags. Let me just tell you it is really gross after it goes thru your washer. Yuck!
