Gentlemen!!! Start your remotes!!! Wives, uh.....see you in March. Now I just know I've set myself up for trouble with that statement, but guys, is there anything untrue about it? Let's be honest here, we don't completely ignore our better halves from September through February. We're still willing to take out the garbage, mow the yard, take you to the occasional "chick flick." But on Sundays please, please, please, just leave us alone. That's right, the National Football League returns in all it's glory this weekend. Actually, there's a game on Thursday night between the defending champion Steelers and Titans. That's kind of an appetizer if you will.
Sunday is where it's at though. I've blogged on this before. The typical NFL Sunday, for most of us anyway, begins with checking the our fantasy football lineup for the first of what could possibly be about 15 times before Noon. Who's hurt? Who's starting? Inquiring minds want to know. Next, get any chores or errands done by no later than 11:00. I mean after all, a guy's got to get his mind right doesn't he? Sure he does.
Ladies, this is in no way a knock against you when we say we probably would like to be left the hell alone for about 10 hours. From Noon sharp until 10 that night, we might as well be another fancy throw pillow on the couch. Isn't it an American man's God-given right to sit in his Lay-Z-Boy, drink about 20 cocktails, drill a whole bag of chips, and flip between the Patriots and Vikings game if he wants? I say yes. Please don't use this against us ladies, it's born into most of us along with breathing and blinking. Kind of involuntary when it gets down to it.
So if you feel the need to talk on the phone with your mother about God knows what for 45 minutes, need to check your Facebook page, or ask our opinion on the colors your thinking of painting the dining room, move to another room or wait until Monday. Oh wait....there's a game Monday night. Better make it Tuesday.
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After being married for many years, i will agree with Mr. McCullough that sundays belong to the husbands and their beloved football, i personally enjoy finding other things to occupy my time than bugging my husband, don't tell him, but when i am in another room or he is gone somewhere else watching the "big game" i sometimes turn it on and catch the score from time to time, i have even been known to turn it on and watch for quite awhile, if it's a really good game. Shhh, don't tell him, it's a secret. For you just starting out wives, best advice i can give you, leave your husband alone when the game is on, you can tell him all the important stuff, like you had to take one of your children to the emergency room, until the game is over, just kidding, just wait to tell him until the big play is over and they are safely winning the game.
Get the "family time" stuff done in the summer. Do the chores on Saturday. Try to anticipate roadblocks ahead of time. After kickoff at around 12:03PM, NO INTERRUPTIONS! I'll get my own food.
See you Monday morning.
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