It's near the end of April, so ya know, FISHING. Except, it was like fifty degrees hot that day because you know, eternal winter. So everyone bundled up and got excited about catching some trout.
While they fished I set up a chair optimally in a sunny patch and tucked myself in a blanket up to my nose.
About fifteen minutes later, they were stubbornly fishing and I had moved back to the warm car with my book.
About an hour later, they came empty handed and shivering to the car. My husband said something along the lines of, "Boy, it sure is cold out. Whose idea was this again?"
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