so the husband is on a fly-fishing trip with his brothers. they go every spring, and from what i can tell, they spend about 10 hours a day standing in ice cold water catching trout. 

and then they let them go. 

the whole "fun" part of the adventure baffles me, but i suppose shopping for longer than 15 minutes probably baffles him too. at any rate, he's going to come back sunburned and happy and missing his family. which is good. 

while he's gone, i plan to throw a few things away in his closet (he he), throw a few things away in the garage and get rid of all the leftovers in the refrigerator. i may even wash his hockey jerseys (gasp!) if i have the guts to open his hockey bag.  see, my spring cleaning can't start until the pack rat leaves town. he'll never even miss a thing...so don't tell :)