So as I set down to eat dinner on my birthday, I realized that everything on my plate, was the work of my wife. The steaks were from the deer that she harvested, dressed, and processed herself. The salad and potatoes from a garden she tilled, planted, weeded, watered, and picked herself also. What a lucky guy I am. Not only am I married to my best friend and hunting partner, but she is hard working and talented.
