Despite being together for nearly 6 years (over 3 being married) – my husband still surprises me from time to time with his knowledge and skills in specific areas.
Example – he has a freakish knowledge about cars. I’m not even kidding. He knows more things about makes and models of old cars than I think is healthy. I think that is an entirely different post.
This post is about how his spending 1 month (or some ridiculously short amount of time) in the Boy Scouts as a wee lad has really shaped some of his adult skillsets. He has an incredible sense of direction. Freakish almost. We can be driving through a new city and while I am completely turned around and lost, he knows exactly where to go (or at least a good idea of how to get where we need to). He pulled this skill out when we were driving through Edinburgh and got lost in the city. Amazing. And another reason I think we’d totally kick ass in the Amazing Race.
He can also read maps. Isn’t it amazing how things like a GPS system or Google Maps has rendered most people my age and younger incapable of reading old school maps? My husband can read them.
Anywho. Last week we were in the Outer Banks (surprise! bet you didn’t know we went on vacation). On the last night, we all decided to have a little fire to make smores. My husband busted out his sweet Boy Scout skills and made an awesome fire that lasted much longer than I wanted. I bring to you lots of boring photos of a fire! Enjoy!
I realize he is sort of cheating by using a lighter but I was still impressed with his wood stacking skills.
Now a bunch of random pictures of twirling burning marshmallow roasting sticks at night with the camera flash turned off:
Oh… we amuse ourselves so easily.