Hunting (high and low?)

Converse. "Souvenir" shoes from last year´s trip to San Francisco. Got the same in the classic red. Really do not know what the deal was with these pink ones (except being PINK). Comfortable, cool-looking (according to my husband - TOO COOL for me), and you can throw them in the laundry - and then they are new (reborn!) again. Very eco-friendly, actually.

The last couple of weeks have been strange. You try to call people - but nobody is in the office. Meeting invitation? You only get "out of office" replies. Important project milestone? Sorry, that will have to wait. Apparently, there are more important matters to tend to. Seems as if the whole country is actually standing still at the moment. It´s time for the yearly all-important MOOSE HUNT.

Hunting is apparently what separates boys from men. Imagine the guys sitting around in the woods, getting drunk. With a backpack and a pair of "pipes", as some guys like to call their guns. This is the only week when they can (finally) get a break from their wives - in this respect fondly (?) referred to as "the dragon" - with no questions asked. I guess some of these guys would actually rather go on a real bender in Ibiza for a week, but I do not think that would be socially acceptable to the same degree. Oh, no! Much better to go for a week without a shower. And share a tent with some other sweaty guys. Yay! And, of course, there has to be some serious killing involved, otherwise it would be just for fun. We can´t have that, can we?

Of course, the hunters bring home food for the whole family (at least that is the intention) after their adventure. Talk about being a REAL breadwinner! I mean, how would we SURVIVE without these brave men sacrificing their time to get the meat for the rest of us?

Well. Today I decided to go hunting as well. Donned my cute (weeeell, size 41 is maybe not CUTE)  shoes shown above. GREAT hunting shoes! And I was lucky. My hunt did not last that long. I found my piece of meat almost instantly. There was fresh moose sirloin in the meat counter at the very first grocery store I stopped by. AND fresh Brussels sprouts. Yum!

So now we have had moose for dinner. And we will have for at least four more days. A piece of advice: NEVER go shopping for huge animals when you are hungry.

PS. Thanks to the guys out in the woods. Excellent meat!