THE BOYS ARE BACK IN TOWN

Yesterday, was a beautiful Fall afternoon. The sun on my face, and the scent of Fall in the air. Or... is that sweat that I smell? I'm talking about, my husband and his funky friends. That's right, it's Flag Football season again. There's nothing like wathing a bunch of out of shape couch potatos, trying to play sports. My younger brother being included in that bunch. I'm not talking about all of them, just a few. We have a wide age group here, from 16 to 42 years old. My husband being on the end of that. Although, not the very tale end, and that's what's important. Not all wives can say this, but I enjoy watching my Husband play sports. You'd think that after nearly seven years together, I'd be sick of going to all of those games. To be honest, "It makes me hotter than Georgia asphalt." Hey, my Husband is the total package, he's attractive and very athletic. He's also in his late 30's, so his head is not completely up his butt. I married up this time.

If I had to describe my husband, he looks like a combination of the following: Tim McGraw (Country Singer), and an older Orlando Bloom (The Actor). Ok...enough about my husband. We, the other women and I enjoyed the one hour ball game. It's quite comedic actually. From the goofy expressions on their faces, to the play that got screwed up. Did I tell you that my husband is also the coach? Which means, that I get to hear what went wrong for the next two days. I know that it's only reckreation Flag Football. Although, no matter what sport is it, my husband always takes it seriously. He's just too competitive that way. A trait that he has managed to pass along to our three sons.

I forgot to tell you, about the opposing team that they played. I'm just going to put it this way, they were younger, faster, bigger, and not from the country. I could foresee a loss before our boys even hit the field. I told my girlfriends, "The only way that they are going to win is, if they run like they stole it." That got a little laugh. Hey, I can be funny sometimes. So yeah... we lost. Not too badly, but we lost. It was their first game, so I've got to give them a break. All I know is that, I've got complete Sunday afternoon entertainment until atleast December. By the way ladies, don't laugh at you're man's efforts to play sports. You must encourage them, or they will retreat back to the couch. Unless, your my husband that is. So, get out and throw the ball ya'll!