We went fishing today after church.   I prayed that God would let me catch a fish today and He answered:

I had to rephrase my prayer after this catch (don't ask me what this little baby halibut was doing in fresh water), as I was thinking of a little bit larger fish - specifically a king salmon.  And again, He answered:

Now that's more like it!  My king was not real bright (his skin color - not IQ), transitioning into spawning colors, but we are going to smoke all the meat, so it should be yummy.   We didn't weigh it, but my guess is maybe close to 20 pounds.  We got about 9 pounds of fillets off of it.  I am totally exhausted - pulling in this fish took alot of energy.  I did it all myself though.  I was tempted to let Nathan take over, but realized I had to do it myself - what kind of Alaskan woman would I be if I gave in?