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Okay, it's deep summer here. There have been complaints that I haven't written in a while. Frankly... I'm surprised anyone is reading these posts. But, I've been busy in the gardens, making deliveries, pressing shirts, entertaining boys (um....that sounds funny doesn't it?....I mean my son and his buddies!)

Actually, the only reason I'm sitting at the computer right now is because of a complaint of no new stories......and it's raining......again. I should be in the shower because I have to make a delivery in about an hour. I should be in the garden weeding. I should be hooking up that new printer and press set-up....... I should be....well, that's how it goes isn't it?

If you've looked at our shirts, you've seen the "Fish Finder" one. I've put a little note that I almost caught that one last summer. Well, I've been going back to our top secret spot to try and catch it again. A few times I bothered to "do my hair" and put on a little makeup. My son got a kick out of this. I wanted to "look good" when I caught that fish because I wanted to post a picture with that shirt to prove the catch. We actually had discussions a few different times we were getting ready to go. "Where are you Mom?" "I'm upstairs brushing my hair." "So you'll look good for the fish huh?" "You probably won't catch it. Knowing your luck, if you do, you'll be all wet or sweaty." .........."Or I'll forget the camera." I added.

Well, actually it was all three. I was wet. I was sweaty. And I forgot the camera. But I caught it! It was the biggest fish of my life! I was so happy, but disappointed. No camera. This is just like any other fish story.

Except....there were two boys and a father sitting on the dock of their waterfront home. Their eyes were as big as saucers! "Look at the size of that fish!" " I've never gotten one like that!"

And the clincher......we went back to that spot another day. My hair was all done up, I was refusing to take a dip, and I had the camera. I didn't catch the fish.....but those boys, the father, and the mother were sitting out on their deck again. The father yells out, "Are you the ones that caught that huge fish?" My son points at me. "She caught it." The mother yells out..."Well, you are a legend in our house!"

GRIN