I'm about to become a sports widow before the rest of you ladies!
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.