I DO!!! Randy, his dad and Steven are hunting this morning (along with most of the men in Utah that have red blood in their veins). When we got married, he went hunting, without me, 1 week later. I have never had a problem with him doing his "guy thing", I call it that cuz there is no reason for me to go with him. I think the requirements to go hunting are:
#1 you have to pee standing up(I can, it just doesn't work out that well)
#2 you should be able to spit good(I suck)
#3 you feel a constant need to scratch your crotch(NOPE!!!)
#4 you should be able to be quiet(you all know THAT won't happen)
That's what hunting means to me. I know there are girls that can kick it with the boys (Anna and Angie) and I think you totally rock, I don't rock. I would have a lot of fun just making fun of the whole situation, though. Randy feels that I'm wasting a good resource by not hunting, being born an Albrecht, I have these GREAT eyes for spotting deer. I should go just to tell them where the deer are. I'm a really good shot, too. I just don't want to. I have issues with eating the meat, it's icky, so to me it's just a fun thing for the boys to do, I can find other things for me and the kids to do. Am I a poor sport or what? The whole "bonding" thing? I know... my mom tells me that I should do stuff like that with Randy so we can bond, that's when I inform her of the fun way we "bond", shuts her up ever time!!! Anyhow, if you are a hunter widow this week, HAVE FUN cuz surely the men are!!! Hopefully they all have a good time and don't bring home any ticks!!!