Many have asked me what happened to the heap of fish I caught during our recent deep sea fishing expedition. I will answer that question now.
It wasn’t really a heap of fish. I made that part up. Creative liberty. Besides who would want to see a movie about my adventures at sea, starring Chris Hemsworth, if I didn’t catch a fish or six. Maybe even seven.
Wife, the same person whom I love more than life itself, the mother of my children and the woman who supports me in almost anything, made it abundantly clear that she does not want any fish in her house. Technically it’s our house but I have been married long enough to know that if I disobey this direct instruction, I would need to find another place to rest my weary head. The fish and I. At least for a while. Continue reading