Men and Their Toys

Bill loves his lawnmower. I mean literally loves it. It took us about 6 months to save up for his lawnmower, and until he bought it that is all he talked about. Cub Cadet this and Cub Cadet that. It was so bad that the men he works with printed out pictures of Cub Cadets and hung them up in the office at work. He would come home from work; get on the internet and look at more pictures of lawnmowers. I am not a jealous person, but I got real close to being jealous of his obsession with this lawnmower. Finally, the day came that he could buy his lawnmower. He was like a kid on Christmas morning. He got to the store, before it opened and impatiently waited for it to open. He's had this lawnmower for two years, and the love has not faded. He not only loves his lawnmower, but he loves to use it. He'll mow the yard three times in a day. He's mowed the yard four times in a week. If we are going somewhere, and he has to wait on me to get ready, he goes out and mows the yard. The man is obessed. Well, yesterday he wanted to mow, because he hadn't mowed since Thursday, and the lawn really needed to be mowed. I mean he almost went a whole week without mowing (gasp). But, sadly, the mower was in the shop. He cried, and whined,and was in a bad mood all day, because he wanted to mow, and he couldn't. I told him to borrow a friends mower, but that wasn't what he wanted he wanted his mower. He called the shop to find out when it would be ready. He threw a little temper tantrum when he found out it may not be ready til the next day. I couldn't help but laugh at him. He was so sad. His favorite toy was broken. Fortunately, the shop called and he was able to pick up the mower, and he had enough time to mow the yard. Yay, everything was good in his world again. When I got home from work, he was so happy, he even saw the humor in the way he had been acting earlier in the day, when before I tried to point out the humor he was to busy being angry to see it. So I'm happy to report, that the mower is safely back home, the grass is cut, and Bill is happy again.