After missing softball playoff games the past 2 years due to family vacations, we pushed for an earlier trip this year. Initially, we planned to head north to hopefully have slightly cooler temps, but schedules didn't quite work out. So the plan became Alabama in June, and we were ready to face the heat and humidity. Except that the heat and humidity mostly didn't show.
Our schedule went something like this: eat breakfast, read a while, visit the pool, eat lunch, read, visit the pool, eat dinner, fish, read, bed. Quite relaxing.
On the fishing front, I caught a few sun fish using a cane pole. I'm still squeamish when it comes to hooking the worm and unhooking the fish. Maybe when I'm older it won't be so scary.
The champion fisherperson in our family was Clara. She caught a pretty decent sized catfish. Thankfully, Grandpa was there to pull the hook out it's mouth.
That may be true. But I dare you to doubt us. Even if nobody believes in us, we'll still believe in ourselves. We have the heart of a champion because we are the defending champions (I have the wind breaker that says so in my closet). We know how to win when it's all on the line. We are TCBC!!!!!
And now I must go kill some Japanese beetles.