I tend to play when she's not home or after she's gone to bed. It's not so much being mad, as it is a subtle disapproval. She would never openly object, since I bring home the bacon. But I think the image of a 50+ yr old grown up man playing pinball bothers her. Apparently it would be more dignified if went fishing, hunting and/or played 4 hr golf games instead (all of which are fronts for some other activity.) Geez, at least pinball keeps you honest and at home!