Football season is here...

Well, tonight marks the beginning of football season and the start of 10 weeks of not having Bryan around very much.

Most of you know that Bryan is a local football referee for both the Broward Schools and the local youth leagues. Last year, he spent the year flying up to West Virginia on the weekends to be part of the referring league in the West Virginia college football assoc.

This year he won't be traveling to West Virginia because he is wanting to keep his family together and I was going to stangle him if he thought that leaving me alone with four children for days at a time, on a regular basis, was a good idea.

So, he is back to regular varsity football.

This means that he is away from home most - Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays at night, and either AM or PM shift on Saturdays (which are 8 hours long).

It is a long season.

He just called - 10pm - to let me know that they, the crew, were done for the night and that he, and the crew, were heading off to a pizza joint for a bite to eat.

Let me lay this out for you... four nights a week he gets to go out with his friends, run around a football field (stars of the show), gets paid $$$ AND then goes out for an uninterrupted meal?????????????

I'll bet if I promised him a little something (you know what that is) when he came home IF he came right home and didn't go out to eat... he'd be eating peanut butter and jelly right now, with a big smile.

But, alas, that will NEVER HAPPEN! I refuse to use sex as a bait.

So, I guess I just need to go to bed and be happy that he (at least) called when he was on his way to the restaurant.

It works for us.