“Hey, Honey, wanna do something fun tonight?”

“Sure, what’ve you got in mind?”

“Well, the fellas who’re duck hunting out back went goose hunting this morning and left 12 geese in bags by the shop’s back door.  Wanna skin them with me?”

I guess it’s not the most romantic Saturday evening, but we put on Pure Prairie League, got out the knives, and went to it together–and, do you know, the kids leave us alone for fear of getting roped into helping!  That fits our definition of a date.  Plus, we’re having goose breast, fried potatoes, and buttercup squash for supper.  So goes life at Baker’s Green Acres on a Saturday night!