The Fly Fishing Wife
Can you own too many fly fishing magazines? My husband thinks you can. Since I have taken up fishing, the amount of "Women’s" magazines that enter into my household has dwindled to almost none. My husband used to read his Cowboy’s Weekly, front to back, and then move on to one of my magazines and look at the recipes and whatever else he may find interesting, to kill time while sitting …um...around.
He asked me the other day if I own any other magazines besides fishing magazines that he could read. I was shocked… "But honey, I just got the new Fly Rod & Reel issue two days ago…. That’s new reading material." He moaned and groaned for a while because he can’t escape the fact that I love to fish. Maybe he is jealous because football is only a few months out of the year, and fishing can be year-round, weather permitting. (And that weather permitting part, is MY opinion…if it is below freezing, I am not going!!)
I really don’t know what his problem is. He’s the one that insisted that I join him and take up the sport of fly fishing. But now that I love it and that I’m almost as good at it as he is, his tune is changing.
He and his buddies were sitting around the other day talking about fishing. He says to them, "I am NEVER going to take my wife fishing with me, ever again!" - "That bad, huh" - "Yes, she did everything wrong! She did EVERYTHING wrong! She talked too much, made the boat rock constantly, tried to stand up in the boat, used the wrong flies and WORST of all she caught more fish than me!"
Come on guys, lighten up a little. Take you wife fishing. Cheer her on. So what if she catches more or bigger fish than you. You should be happy for her. You’re the one that taught her how. Right?
I’ve tried to patch things up a little. Last week I ordered him the 2005 Women in Waders calendar. Maybe that’ll put a smile back on his face.