I can't believe I almost missed writing about sturgeon season. It has been a source of endless fascination for me since we moved here. The arcane rules, the family tradition, the regionality--it hooks me right in (HA).This year I hadn't had anything new to say. Plus I was so disappointed: Our next-door neighbor speared a 68-pound fish this season, and he even came over to see if we were home so he could show it to the kids (he didn't know I would have been so much more into it than them). Alas, we weren't around and by the time we found out about his big catch, the beast was already filleted and filling up the freezer.
As a consolation prize, Jeff got me this beer glass. Now is that true love or what?
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Over at The Full Mommy today, I have a Parent Bloggers Network review of the most adorable (unlike sturgeon--they will win no marine beauty contests) Sylvania PalPODzzz rocket-ship nightlight/flashlight. A flashlight equipped with LED bulbs and NO batteries? Very space-age.
5 comments:
You and your fish...
My husband and his high school buddies go fishing in the far reaches of Wisconsin every August. But he's never caught a 68 pound fish!
Now that's what I call a lunker!
I so want to get a couple of those rocket nightlights/flashlights. Very cute and love that they don't get hot. I'll look for them on Amazon.
The ladybug is cute, but I think I would actually get the rocket for each of my kids.
68 pounds - that's huge! Almost big enough to not need its own car seat.
I like how practical the neighbor sounds - this isn't just sport, it's lunch.
68 pound fish?! Dude, that's Moby Dick!
That 68-pounder would be bigger than my 10-year-old daughter. Fascinating.
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