{"id":3564,"date":"2012-05-07T11:20:43","date_gmt":"2012-05-07T18:20:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.heatherbarton.com\/?p=3564"},"modified":"2025-11-02T17:33:49","modified_gmt":"2025-11-03T00:33:49","slug":"fishing-ewww","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.heatherbarton.com\/?p=3564","title":{"rendered":"Fishing…. ewww!"},"content":{"rendered":"

Well the boy scouts took my kids deep sea fishing.\u00a0 Translation.\u00a0 My Ex took my sons on a scouting event on the ocean for fishing.\u00a0 It was just for a day.\u00a0 And I could have used the opportunity for many fun things.<\/p>\n

But the point of this blog is to talk about AFTER the fishing trip.<\/p>\n

At about 5 pm the Ex drops Luke off from the trip and I hear Luke yell up to me, “Mom!\u00a0 Look at all the fish I caught!”<\/p>\n

Fish he caught! ?!\u00a0 And then it sinks in…. Oh, no, no, no!<\/p>\n

Running down I hope to force the Ex to take custody of these things and I realize instead, I need to be supportive of my son who is looking at me all proud.<\/p>\n

I have him put his baggie of fish in a pot, in case it leaks and I scowl at this bag.\u00a0 There doesn’t seem to be heads but there is definitely tails and skin.\u00a0 And I don’t have any idea what to do with this.\u00a0 I am immediately irritated at the Ex who is probably gleeful knowing this is causing me stress.<\/p>\n

See, I don’t like fishing.\u00a0 I know how to cook a few types of fish, but only one do I do well.\u00a0 And I certainly do NOT know how to gut, cut or prepare a fresh caught fish.\u00a0 I’m a “bought it at the market all ready to cook” kinda gal.<\/p>\n

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The underside of the whole fish<\/p><\/div>\n

But I cannot just abandon my son to his task of cooking these things, so we take on the challenge of what to do with them.\u00a0 Luke’s been told to cut off the tail & fins.\u00a0 He’s also told they are sand diggers.\u00a0 What I find in the bag is a bunch of whole fish without heads but with tails & skin on one side.\u00a0 He tries to saw off the tails & fins which creates a lovely mess but I let him do it.\u00a0\u00a0 Then we throw two in a pan and try to fry these suckers up.<\/p>\n

Cuz Luke’s wants to eat them.\u00a0 Of course.<\/p>\n

The rest I tell him we can freeze.\u00a0 And I get out two containers.\u00a0 Which we fill up and I turn to him and say, “How many did you catch?”<\/p>\n

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Its two eyes on the TOP of its head!<\/p><\/div>\n

“Eight,” he says proudly.\u00a0 “But Evan caught 7”\u00a0 And it is then that I really hate my Ex.\u00a0 Cuz he has included Evan’s 7 in this bag of disgustingness.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Which, ewwwwww, includes one with the head still on!\u00a0 (that one I’ve put in a baggie and taken to my mother’s house\u00a0 SHE knows how to deal with a fresh caught fish & can choose to throw it away if she wants!)<\/p>\n

“Your father could have at least kept the ones Evan caught since he’s the big fisherman,” I grumble.<\/p>\n

“He caught his own,” Luke explains and I shut up to make the best of it.<\/p>\n

Good-heartedly he eats his fried fish plain and says later, “Mom! I figured out a way to easily take the bones out!”<\/p>\n

Yea for Biology class.<\/p>\n

But at least now when I cook meat and he doesn’t want it, I can tell him to fry up one of his fish he caught.\u00a0 I suppose that’s SOME sort of bright side.<\/p>\n

gack!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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