Four Hungry Mouths to Feed

We knew this would happen, and so it has. While not all four of our boys enjoy all types of meat (I have no clue why Mark doesn't like chicken), they all do enjoy meat, and they're eating more and more of it. So, as you're reading this, I'm off to southern Montana to try and at least find 1 elk, if not some deer, too (assuming I don't find them earlier this week). As the boys were growing up, as each one became potty-trained, Shari would exclaim with joy about how we no longer had the bill for that boy's diapers anymore (besides not having to change them... I'm not sure which was the added bonus). However, what we always told the other, and what others told us, was that it wouldn't last long. As the diapers disappeared, the food bill would increase. So it has. So, to offset that bill, I'm off to shoot some poor, defenseless animal who ways several hundred pounds more than me, has sharp, pointy horns, and, given half a chance, would happily trample and spear me with those horns and sharp hooves. Okay, that's not quite accurate for does or cows (female elk, not the bovine kind), and they don't have guns, but they can still be dangerous. So, did that last group of sentences really matter, or is it funny only in my own mind. For those wondering whether it's truly worth the money saved not buying a half a beef, or something of that nature, the answer is - so far - yes. The butchering and wrapping are done at the homes of people in our church, so I don't have to pay for that, and - again, so far - the actual cost of going on the trip, when shared, really is less than about $100.

Have a wonderful weekend. I'm writing this Tuesday night, and it will go live on Saturday. I'll let you know next Wed. how the hunt went... assuming I remember. Oh, and Go Griz!