Weeks before the Labor Day kick-offs, I lose my husband to the manly game of....volleyball.
He loves the sport. It's a family thing, really. And that's OK. He's a great athlete and a great coach.
The season sneaks up on me every freaking time though! Here I am thinking I've a month of summer left, and he reminds me - tryouts are coming up! Just last night I got the rude awakening when he tore the house apart looking for his contact list so he could send out the first official e-mail!
So, mid-August through Halloween, I am a sports widow. First to all the evenings of tryouts, practices, and games, and then to the Saturday college football and Sunday NFL games. Sigh.
haha that's too funny!
ReplyDeleteHaha, this cracked me up. I'm just a sports fan in general. I can't wait.
ReplyDeleteHaha, loved reading this! :) Have a blessed day!!
ReplyDeleteGee, hon... tell me how you really feel!
ReplyDeleteSo funny! Men's volleyball does not exist where I live but the coaches are usually male.
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