A Girly Girl

I don’t like to think of myself as a girly girl, but after reading some of the blogs Tom has a written I am beginning to wonder if I am in fact a girly girl. I will have to admit that when it comes to certain things I may be classified as such. I love to fish but I have Tom put the worm on the hook and take the fish off! This could be why I catch more fish when we go fishing (just kidding). What I love most about these hunting and fishing experiences is that I get be with my husband and participate in something he is passionate about doing, and…well, being outside and getting a tan. Wait did that sound too girly? Someone mentioned something about the pink arrows for my bow. I didn’t even realize they were pink till that was mentioned. They are just neon colored so I can see them! And hey they do match the shirt I am wearing! When I think of myself as not girly I mean that I don’t like flowers. Ummm I mean I don’t like flowery and frilly things! I know a couple of women who do like those things and I don’t think of them as girly they still enjoy hunting and the outdoors! I sound more girly about the outdoors then these women, but on my defense I didn’t do much of these things growing up. I have done more fishing in last four years then all the 21 previous years before I knew Tom, and for sure more hunting! Dad took me fishing on occasion but never hunting! Last year while hunting, what Tom called our camp was our sleeping bags thrown on the side of the hill. I call a camp a flat spot where I can set up my tent, a fire pit and bathroom facilities! I’m a girl I am entitled to be girly! I am not a frilly girl!