wanting to live out the words of a brad paisley song, the skis ventured to the show-me state (aka God's Country) to experience these lyrics "moonlight on a duck blind, catfish on a trotline. the sun sets about nine. this time of year..."
the picture shows boyski and brother-in-law pulling a catfish out of the missississippi river one early morning. the skis caught enough fish to host a nice little fish fry for the extended family....including fried okra, strawberries, orange jello with fruit chunks, and over 300 shotgun shells to shoot skeet.
.....and just like laura corse says, "a good time was had by all."
2 comments:
the food was good, too. check the spelling of mississippi.
Yeah.....you have one too many issi's I think.
And I love your mom's Jello. Still thinking about that Easter dinner.
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