by Lynn Byrne
My guys left me after I cooked them a feast this past week to engage in typical caveman behavior: deer hunting.
Son Chris already “took his buck” (as they say) the previous week when he shot a running deer (hitting a moving target is apparently a very big deal). He is quite proud that he bagged an 8 point buck. To appease his male ego, I posted a photo to Facebook.
It’s not a particularly pretty photo, and since we are all about the pretty here, I won’t repeat the image. If you do click over to see it, please remember to friend me. I need all the friends I can get, since my all-male family members regularly abandon me for testosterone-filled, outdoor pursuits.
This time, however, I so wish I was with them. Apparently the guys decided Chris should mount the head of his trophy buck. Ick and double ick.
It will not hang anyplace where I will see it. l do my level best to avoid his bedroom, leaving that difficult task to the cleaning lady. She is worth every penny.
If only they had asked…. I would have been happy to display the mounted antlers alone—so chic!
Alas, my male offspring do not have me on speed dial for decorating advice.
Photo credits: 1.Pinterest without a good source (help please) 2. Milkandhoney.com 3. Styleathome.com 4. Dragonfly designs 5. Chris Court for the December 2012 Martha Stewart Living, 6. Elements of Style blog,