When did this happen?

lolz for thinking that my job is unmanly.

I vacation on Hoth. In a cabin without running water or electricity or plumbing. For a bathroom we have an outhouse that is either frozen solid (in the winter) or full of maggots (in the summer). There is no shower - we take a sponge-bath every couple of days if the stench or itching gets out of control. Of course, there is a lake nearby, which sometimes gets up to mid-40s in the summer.

Heating in said cabin is with wood, which we cut ourselves. Since I was a young child I had a daily allotment of wood to cut. In the winter we have to run and get said wood from the woodshed (after we dig a path through 6+ feet of snow, that is).

While in said cabin, 90% of the food consists of cans and whatever fish we catch - seeing as how there is no refrigeration. If we don't go fishing, we don't eat. My father's favorite time to go fishing was 4 am in the rain.

And every day is a long hike/ski across the mountains. Occasionally we bring a tent and stay out for a night or two.

Let's go back to that outhouse for a second - it fills up. Which means that, every few years, it has to be emptied out. Which means that we dig a giant hole in the ground, and with bucket and shovel move the contents from the outhouse to the giant hole. Yep, we literally shovel crap for hours on end.

And this is what we do for fun.

I skied to school when I was in grade school, every day through the winter - several miles uphill in the snow both ways. We played games with knives, fire and explosives.

Fast forward to current times. My house/yard just got flooded. So we are sitting on the back porch, looking at the pond that is now our back yard. Filthy, dirty water - probably full of sewage and god knows what else. So my four-year-old son and I went swimming.

And yesterday, for Father's Day, he proudly handed me my present - a worm.

I have been teaching the boy to fight since before he could walk, and I encourage him to try to hit me whenever he can. If he gets a good shot in to the crotch, I will congratulate him on good form, or correct it for him.

I live the way I talk.