May 12, 2008
THE HERO’S POV
His idea of the perfect Mother’s Day — chasing bull trout — in a secret location. 
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She: “So where did you go fish?”
He: Looks at her funny. “A secret spot. Ian just showed me today.”
She: “No, serious, where did you fish?”
He: Looks at her even funnier.
She: “Oh come on, you can tell me. I’m your wife. I don’t want to go steal anyone’s fish. I don’t even like fishing. Not when you have to put them back. What’s the point?”
He: Grabs beer. Grabs remote.
She: “You’re not going to tell me, are you?”
He: Cracks open beer. “You know the Knights of the Templar?
She: “Um…. yeah.”
He: “Well they had this system where not everyone knew everything. Information was compartmentalized. The whole was stronger for it.”
She: “What are you talking about?”
He: Gets that expression that says women are so weird.
She: “You’re trying to tell me that you and Ian are like the Knights of the Templar? That the fishing community is somehow stronger if you keep the secret location a secret from me?”
He: “You got it.” Smiles. Puts the hockey game on television. Life is perfect now.
She: “Men.”
He: Glances over shoulder during half time, big IDEA has struck him. “Hey, you can put the photo of me and my bull trout on your blog if you like. Just say it’s a river in British Columbia.”
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I do love him. Even though I ended up cooking dinner for him on Mother’s Day. And it wasn’t trout.
And I guess I am secretly pleased he went fishing at a secret location …. I got to finish up my proposal. 
I also realize I probably wouldn’t do well married to a secret agent. Because one way or another … I’ll get that secret out of him (sorry Ian — local Knights of the Templar ain’t got nothing on me).
Posted by Loreth @ 7:44 pm | THE WHISTLER LIFE, THE WRITING LIFE
spyscribbler Says:
I like fishing, mostly because a few years back, DH didn’t want to go to a wedding, and made the deal that if he didn’t go, I didn’t have to bait a hook, touch a fish, or clean a fish, or filet a fish, ever again. All the rest of the parts, like catching it, reeling it in, and cooking it, I like.
And Mister I-am-the-best-fisherman-in-the-world took me fishing on the Niagara river, and I caught a bass and a steelhead. He caught nothing. I had a blast.
DD #1 Says:
HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!!! Best blog update ever!!!!!!!
Meretta Says:
What are you doing for Father’s Day?