Thursday, November 1, 2012

Book Review: And Now We Shall Do Manly Things


I received a copy of And Now We Shall Do Manly Things: Discovering My Manhood Through the Great (and Not-So-Great) American Hunt by Craig J. Heimbuch* (find him HERE and HERE and HERE) through TLC Book Tours to review.

This book follows Heimbuch on his journey to immerse himself in the culture of hunting that his family cherishes but he never enjoyed.

Let me back up. I actually requested this from a list of possible books to review. For those of you who know me in real life or remember my brief mention of hating hunting a few months ago, this may surprise you greatly. I know, I shocked myself, too. The description and the cover intrigued me (every time Josie saw it, she shouted "A bear in a hat!!"), and I decided that this could be an opportunity to try to see another side of something that I had strong feelings about but had never tried myself.

Spoiler alert: I still dislike the idea of hunting and will never do it myself, but that doesn't mean the book wasn't good. 

In fact, the book was great. If you had told me before reading this book that I would enjoy reading a book about hunting and gun use, I would have slapped you right in the face for insulting my honor. Imagine my surprise when I actually did.

What interested me most about this book was the reason for his experiment, his immersion in the world of hunting. Heimbuch explains "I don't feel like a man. I feel like a watered-down version of a man. [...] I do feel too willing to give in, too willing to cower, to hide from problems, and to shy away in the face of opportunity. I realize that, if I am ever to become the man, the husband, the father, the writer I want to become, I need to learn how to face life standing up." 

I love this sentiment, and while I was still not sure I believed he needed to learn to hunt to accomplish these things, I was interested in this goal he had set, and how he wanted to immerse himself in something that the men in his family were passionate about. 

What sold me on this journey, I think were two main things. 1) He went about this process very deliberately. He studied carefully, really looked deeply into both hunting and gun cultures (and didn't like everything he saw), and took his responsibilities as a gun owner and hunter seriously, and 2) he says early on in the book that he wants to "be a hunter, not a killer." 

In the end, it seems that this isn't about needing to be a hunter to be a real man. It is about needing to find a passion for something in life to feel like a fulfilled person. I can get on board with that, for sure.

All in all, reading about a year-long journey to become a hunter turned out to be a very interesting thing that I never thought I would do. I'm glad I stepped outside my box and tried it, because not only do I now think I understand much more about how and why people choose to participate in this activity, but I found a writer whose voice I appreciate greatly. I will be looking for Craig Heimbuch in the future, and hope this is not the last I see of him.

Thanks again to TLC Book Tours for the book. While I was provided with a free copy of this book, I was not compensated, and this review is my own opinion.

*Okay, now that the review is officially over, I have to say that my junior high Principal's last name was Heimbuch, and he looked a lot like Principal Belding from Saved by the Bell (or at least he does in my memory), and so the entire time I read this book, I imagined Principal Belding creeping around fields, trying to shoot pheasant. Try it. It's distracting. 

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Just Call Me Jinxy

I'm going to try something a little different. I'm going to go against everything my superstitious brain tells me I should be doing.

I know, it likely spells disaster, right?

Oh well. I feel like celebrating, and I know in celebrating (my mom would call it bragging), I might jinx the whole damn thing, but come on, now! This is a beautiful moment!

What moment, you ask?

THIS ONE:


(bed made by her Grandpa [originally for me], nightstand made by her father [originally for me], rail added shortly after this picture was taken [and after she rolled out])

A BIG GIRL IN A BIG GIRL BED!!!!!!!

The first night took an extra twenty minutes or so before she decided she would stay in her bed and let us leave the room, but five minutes after that, she was asleep. The first nap went swimmingly. Even the first nap where she didn't seem sufficiently tired went fine. She's a big girl in her big bed who just gets in bed and goes to sleep, and the first words out of her mouth in the morning are "BIG GIRL BED!"

I could not be more proud.

Now, Jeremy and I are totally aware that we are living in the golden times -- she has not yet realized that she can just get up out of bed and play with all the toys in her room instead of sleeping. We're sure that will come. For now, however, she's in her big girl bed and being a stellar sleeper.

I'll say it again: I could not be more proud. And if this all turns around tomorrow, at least I will be able to look back on this moment and remember what a good job she did, instead of looking back at a complainy post about how she is terrorizing us and staying up till 2 AM throwing things around her room and not getting to see the glorious moments that came before.

Well done, Josie girl. We love you.

Saturday, October 27, 2012

Funny Stuff My Husband Says, Vol. XXII: Saturday Morning Edition

I overheard the following conversation take place in the kitchen between Josephine and Jeremy while I was in the living room with Genevieve:

Josephine: Cereal!

Jeremy: Really? You want cereal, too? You have a HUGE breakfast in front of you.


Josephine: Cereal!

Jeremy: Do you just want it because I'm eating some?

Josephine: Cereal!

Jeremy: Okay, cereal. 

Jeremy gets Josephine a bowl of cereal with milk

Jeremy: Wow, good job! That was a perfect bite! 

Time passes

Jeremy: Okay, well, how about some more bites?

Josephine: ....

Jeremy: Josephine. Are you going to eat any more?

Josephine: ....

Jeremy: Josephine, you cannot eat cereal casually. Eating cereal is a serious thing. It's getting all soggy! 

Josephine: ....

Jeremy: Oh, I give up.  

To see all volumes of Funny Stuff My Husband Says, Click HERE

Thursday, October 25, 2012

I had just had a slurpee. There's a lot of sugar in those.

In case you didn't know, the first game of the World Series was last night, and Jeremy's beloved Detroit Tigers were ... not as "on" as they have been up until now. Things were getting tense up in here, to say the least. 

Thankfully, my sister lightened the mood by popping up on gchat. Please, enjoy.

Victoria
heyyyyy
10:05 PM
Victoria
just wondering if everyone is alive over there
10:06 PM
me
Yeah. Jeremy just said he wanted to murder someone. I told him not the baby in his arms, not Josephine, and not me. He looked at the dog, and I said no, then he looked out to the kitchen to indicate MoJo, and I also said no. I think we're safe.
I told Jeremy you asked if everyone is alive and he said "It's nothing to joke about!!!"
Victoria
I tried to call you even though Dan said I shouldn't and then he talked me out of calling Jeremy because we couldn't decide if you guys were up
me
Oh, sorry, I guess I didn't realize my phone was sitting right next to me, dead.
Yeah, he's in no mood to talk.
He blames himself because he wore a different jersey tonight than he has been wearing. He already took it off, but he thinks it's too late anyway.
10:10 PM
Victoria
you have directed quite a scene in my head about what is going on over there
me
YOU'RE WELCOME


Annndddd SCENE. Go Tigers!!

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

A Pretty Dang Nice Little Weekend

I know it's a Tuesday, which is a pretty weird day to wrap up a weekend, but I've been fighting a virus since Thursday, so cut me some slack over here.

On Saturday morning I got up before everyone else (blech) and went to two mom2mom sales with my mom. It was so worth getting up early, because I got two overflowing bags of very nice clothes AND a toy bowling set I think I'll save for Josephine for Christmas ... all for $20! One of the sweaters I got ALONE would have cost $25 new. Holla! 

By the time we got back, Josephine had just rolled out of bed, and my mom got out ten mini pumpkins and a bunch of doo-dads and let her glue away (she used extra strong Tacky glue and there was no dripping or slipping at all). She LOVED it! Look at how festive our TV looks now!


I think my favorites are the spiders ("piders") (yes, obviously my mom helped her with those) and the ones with all the googly eyes.


Josephine is very proud of her work.





Jeremy was pretty peeved that it was raining on Saturday, since he had planned to do two days worth of yardwork this weekend ("We're running out of TIME, Veronica!!"), but he DID paint the hallway, which was in dire need of freshening up. It looks fab now, and he did in in the span of Josie's naptime. Very efficient. 

Then, Jeremy's parents came and sat with the babies while we went out to dinner. 
  

Sunday morning dawned, and there was no more pesky rain. I stayed in bed with a very unhappy Genevieve (I'm fairly certain she has whatever virus I have, poor dear) while Jeremy and Josephine tackled the yard. Josephine also showed Jeremy how to start the lawnmower (not really, jerks -- no need to call CPS) (this time).


Eventually Genevieve let me strap her on and join the fun outside. It was a beautiful day. We got lots of work done, and even met some neighbors we hadn't met yet.


Cleo supervised majestically from one of the flower beds.



I haven't shown you this yet, but this is my favorite tree in our new yard. It looks like two trees hugging (or making out, depends on who you are, I guess). 



Next, we introduced Josephine to the wonder of jumping in leaves. At first she was skeptical.


But she figured it out soon enough.





Sidebar: Jeremy worked his A off raking the front and back yards (I did some, too!), and ... this is how our yard currently looks:


When he got home from work last night he got all mad at the trees, and when I laughed, he said, "Can't you see I'm in the fight of my life against these leaves?!?!?!" Love that guy.

Next, we headed to an orchard/pumpkin patch with my mom and dad, where Josephine spent a great deal of time climbing on bales of hay. 






She decided the best way to choose her pumpkin was to sit on every one. Okay.




I wanted a family photo, but didn't want to unstrap a finally-sleeping Genevieve, and Josephine wanted to look at pumpkins, not the camera, so this is the best we got.


Much like the failed attempts last weekend at a family wedding.



Seriously, this is what passes for a family picture around here.

Anyway, after a scrumptious dinner at my parents' house, we headed home for an early bedtime. 


And finally, I'll cap this off with a gratuitous photo of my adorable baby. Because I can.

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