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Saturday, January 14, 2012

How can I avoid football? really. i want to know.

short of leaving the house, (running away), i am stuck here for what appears to be another 'very important game'.  man. there will be yelling at the tv, standing up and shouting at the tv, and possibly throwing things at the tv...the greatest benefit will be the pizza., and the soon-to-arrive-cousins will entertain the thrilled boykids in spades.

before we got married, hubsJ and I went to a weekend retreat for engaged couples run by a catholic organization up in new york state. it was flatout gorgeous, oh my honey... gorgeous old monastery on the hills above the hudson.  oh my.  and i think now that the things they wanted us to talk about were important... big issues that should be aired publicly before getting hitched to one another's stars.  but most of the time? by engagement, the dye is already sealed.... whether it be willfull ignorance or naivete, the belief that differences will be smoothed out after the marriage has settled in ... oh my... can't believe it isn't the most common illusion on the books there. . . the one thing i do remember and refer to regularly is that one of the old couples that ran the retreat kept saying that you must be willing to make the 'decision to love' in the hardest moments. you must. imperative.
all that.
i've always held it close and tried my best when i needed to...

but football?
a decision to love ?  oh hell.

7 comments:

Nancy said...

I'm sorry for your loss...but hey, at least they won right?

wifemotherexpletive said...

ha. they always win. they are machines. and i know this, because i watched... and again, i am with men watching football again today. again. ahh. woven .

Mama Mama Quite Contrary said...

Oh sister, you make me laugh. The one thing we have going in the sports department here is that Mark watches everything with the sound off. I think he has just given up entirely on ever trying to hear anything again.

Jen said...

GO PATS!

wifemotherexpletive said...

argh! GO PATS!! (clenched teeth but smiling:)

Magpie said...

i feel lucky. no football in my house. on the other hand, he does like to watch formula 1 which is two hours of high pitched whining as the cars race around and around.

wifemotherexpletive said...

magpie, fortunately i can't hear the whine, but still? i think i'd be bored to tears by racing, just as much as football and all the mangear that comes with it... oh well... so it goes. . .