A little back story here for those of you new to the R household….
I grew up in the suburbs of Chicago. I spent most of my college-age years a vegetarian. I even spent one of those years vegan. My husband grew up in Upstate NY in a very small town. So small, that they did not get their first 4-way stop until the year we got married. He is a carnivore. In fact, I’m not so sure he is completely aware that there are other food groups besides the meat group. He also hunts. I used be against hunting somewhat. Never completely, but as a former vegetarian, killing Bambi’s dad never appealed much to me. Somehow, despite our differences, we hooked up.
And oh my, how things have changed……
I’ve never been a fan of Bob and George (and Ben who will be joining the family in February thanks to a successful hunt this year), but I’ve learned to live with them. And I thought maybe if I decorated them for Christmas, they would look a little less, what’s the word….
My husband thinks I’ve come to like Bob and Sam since I got close enough to them to actually put a hat on them. I don’t know if “like” is the right word. But I have definitely come to accept them. As long as they stay out of my living room!