Men and their toys

My husband was shaking when he walked in the door yesterday, saying that it was his most stressful day EVER.

Of course I had to get a dig in - "Oh, you mean more stressful than when your wife and son had to have an emergency c-section 3 weeks early, wasn't your most stressful day?"

He looked over, sensing the trap.

"Well, you were surrounded by specialists, so I knew you all were in good hands."

Mmm hmmm.

Really, your most stressful day EVER revolves around your boat? 

While I will admit, it was freaky to watch 2800 pounds balanced on the keel, I could not help but think. . . . Men ARE from Mars

I can honestly say, that I never dreamed when we moved to the mountains for a more peaceful life, that I would need to convince my husband to call someone with a sky crane to lift our boat from peril.

"I bet you did not expect a call like this when you woke up today, did you?"  I said to Paul.

He turned and with no inflection said, "I get these calls all the time."

If he had not have been busy yelling at Leo and his friend to move the straps, I would have asked; "How many calls are from women." 

I am still a but bummed that I did not get the chance, but guessing I know the answer.

So, now the next time Leo argues and denies it when I say, "That darn boat, its always something,' I have some photos with proof.

 Oh, and some video too.