Gone Fishin' With a Prissy Girl 

Day #58

June 23rd 2013

Team Zybko

 It was the perfect night for fisher men, fisher women, boys and girls alike. Puffy white clouds reflected like a painting on the pond with the slightest of breezes to refresh the summer type sticky on the back of your neck. Friends, drinks of choice, burgers grilling on the outdoor deck and yummy desserts made with cool whip waiting patiently for you in the cool A/C air.

 

All of that was truly awesome but I have to say the best part of my night was watching my girly girl prissy pants in her stylish cowgirl boots and twirly pink skirt get acquainted with the catch of the day. The slime, the smell, the sharp teeth combined with the fear of the unannounced flopping was too much for this self proclaimed make-up diva.

Over the course of 4 hours the baby bass never figured out the shiny lure was not actually food. I'm not making fun of this small brained animal, I have yet to figure out that 4 Krispy Kreme doughnuts do not make an adequate dinner. The flimsy trademark white box and aroma of fried dough is too much for me.

I get hooked ever time.

 

Baby Daddy gave La La plenty of opportunity to touch one of the shocked, floppy fishies. It never happened but the faces to this soccer momma are priceless.