Accusations Schmacusations - Exhibit A

I, Country Girl, have been accused of being a fuddy dud. A FUDDY DUD! By someone in my own household. Whatever! As if. I cannot even respond to such INSANE claims. For-real. But for the record, I like so am not. Okay, fine - I will respond. But not cause I have to or anything, but cause I want to. Yeah, I am in control like that here peeps.

Let me introduce Exhibit A.
Indiana Jones and I {and some of his troops} went deep sea fishing in the Pacific Ocean while we were in Guam. We rented a boat and an old man who knew what he was doing.....And went off in search of Mahi Mahi. I was so trying to pretend I had a clue about what I was doing while asking the soldiers not to block my sun. But let me just say for the record that MY fish...was the biggest.
Do you see Fuddy Duds out deep sea fishing and catching the BIGGEST fish. Yea, that is what I thought. And please notice....Six People...Seven Fish....I caught two. Miss No Way Fuddy Dud.Then our sweet fisherman skinned them and cleaned them and I cooked em up for the men that night. I am straight up telling you that was the BEST fish I have ever eaten in my life. Insert Exhibit B
Indiana Jones kept telling me how wonderful the hiking trails were in Guam.
I assumed TRAILS meant paved paths....uh...wrong.
So off we went for a little hike... Six hours later...hot, tired, hyperventilating, and wishing the world was air conditioned...
We arrived here....in the middle of NO WHERE.
And it was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life...next to my babies. And after six hours, I was all about jumping in....
Ya see that big black thang in front of me in the water....I have no clue, but I swear it was a python or boa constrictor....Seriously. But if ya don't mind, I'll stay in these water...
But NOT cause I am a FUDDY DUD. What-eva.