The Compromise

So you know we had this log cabin once upon a time...

...anyone who reads my blog knows this.

It was filled with plenty of old, rustic things....

...and several dead, hairy things as well.

Every log cabin needs a few dead animals gracing the walls, don't you think?
No??

If dead animals or hunting or anything like that is not your thing,

I'll excuse you from reading any further...and I'll hold no hard feelings :)

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When you have a husband and two sons who love to hunt,

it's just something you get used to.

I will tell you that every one of the dead animals (well, almost every one)

 was also eaten as meat...even the wild boars.

By the time the third one came about, we had learned how to cook it properly.
It was actually quite delicious. 

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But this post is not really about shooting or eating wild game.

It's about what you do with your husband's special trophies...
...when there is no longer a cabin wall to hang them on.

Here is what has become of a few of them...

Doesn't this look like the perfect place for the wild boar heads?
(I see many of you shaking your head yes)

Some of you are probably thinking the trash can would even be better!
This is where many of the things from the cabin still remain...in our garage.
Well, let me tell you, this guy's gonna have to find another place to sleep...soon...

...that old rocker that he's sitting in will be getting a make-over this spring!

"And that goes for you too, buddy!"
I'm planning to paint these kitchen chairs black and bring them inside.

For some reason, I found this photo funny so I thought I'd just throw it in as a bonus :)



And then there are those antlers hanging above the garage door...
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Everything else hairy in nature was sent to live with one son or the other.

Adam, my Tennessee-mountain-man-son has a rustic home just perfect for these...
...although he has yet to win the battle of hanging his prize deer above their new mantle.

I have been given the task of convincing his sweet wife that this is where it belongs.
I actually agree with him...it would look awesome there.
I mean, there will be a bear rug on the wall (when they get it hung)...
...why not a lovely deer above the mantle?

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But then there was one trophy in particular...
...this one was a gift that Adam presented to his dad several years back.

Don't ask me why this was such a special buck...
...he certainly couldn't have been the biggest deer in the woods with a rack that small!

The only thing I know is father and son shared special memories while they were hunting it.

Adam cleaned, mounted, shellacked and had a special plaque inscribed saying:

When we were going through the things that we brought back from the cabin,

Jim quickly grabbed it up and firmly stated "This one's going in the house."

OK...really?...yeah, we can take it in the house...and I'll stash it in the closet.

And I did just that for a while...until he found it.

"What's this doing in the closet??"

 I gave him some excuse about it being in there temporarily...blah,blah, blah...

"I want to hang this up in here." (meaning the living room)

Not only was there no real room to hang it,

I just don't think a deer skull/antlers goes well with my decorating style...
...whatever that is...

 ...so he forgot about it again while I lollygagged once more,

this time, poking it down inside of a large faux plant.

I don't know how long it took him to see the antlers sticking out...

...but it wasn't long enough.

Here we go again.
I wasn't going to get out of it this time.

 So the other day while he was working, I thought I'd be a good wife and surprise him.

 It was really the only free spot on the wall to hang it...

...I even tried to dress it up a bit to help it fit in.

 

It just wasn't working for me.

He came home and after a while I said, "Notice anything different?"

He said, "yes...I did...thanks".

I was still not happy but, hey, you're supposed to please your man, right?

So somewhere, probably on someone's blog, I saw this idea...



I found this vintage frame years ago at Goodwill that I had stashed in a closet...
...gave it a little face lift (pun intended) and...voila!

What do you think?
You really don't have to answer that...just humor me.
(gee...my walls really look yellow in these pics!)

I'm still not a huge fan of hanging a deer skull in my living room,

but this, I think I can live with.

That's what's called compromise.

That's what we do :)

Have a splendid weekend!