A couple of weeks ago, Hubby-Todd and I went ice fishing with his family. It was a nice "warm" day, which was nice. I usually chicken out of going because I really hate being cold. Seriously. It makes me miserable and just feel yucky all over (why do I live in Michigan? Because I love my family more).
Anyway, the change in the weather was nice, because I actually got to go with them—but that meant that the fish weren't as excited to eat as they usually are and I didn't catch a single thing! Ugh
But that's okay—we laughed about it and I drew this quick-y the following week so that I could laugh some more :)