Sitting there watching the news last night when my wife brought a plate to me with my supper on it, cornmeal fried catfish with fries. Then I noticed the stare!!! She just stood there glaring at me. After 36 years, I knew I was in for a tongue lashing, but dang if I had any idea what I had done. Finally, she said "Hope you enjoy it, it's the last catfish we got in the freezer!" Ouch! She could care less it is still winter, boat is still stored away or that it is raining out. OK, looks like I gotta get the deer hunting insulated outfits out an get the boat ready. The things we go through to keep peace in the family.