So, I used to think that when my friend's husbands went out for Wild Game Night at their respective Men's Clubs, that it was a wild night of games (hearts, euchre, twister and the like).  It didn't get brought to my attention until recently that Wild Game was actually the cuisine.   

Raychel--if you're reading this, the cat's outta the bag.    Where I lack in smarts, I make up for in
per-son-al-i-ty!    On second thought, that might be a stretch, even for me. 


That's all.  Good day.