This is the season that invokes dread into the hearts of many women across the US.

I’m talking about Football season and while I enjoy watching a game or two, I definitely won’t park my tail in front of the tv all day long to watch game after game. If anything, I’ll be doing the opposite.

I have never understood the phenomenon of men and sports. If I were to walk up to the Rooster and say “hey babe.. for the next 4 months, on every Sunday, there is going to be a 10 hour marathon showing of 24/Lost/Weeds and I plan on checking out and watching it – you handle the house” he’d look at me as if I had lost my mind.

But yet, we’re expected to do the exact same thing when it comes to sports. Some may argue that it’s their one opportunity to unwind after a long week of work, that it’s in their nature.

Whatever.

I had a long week and shopping is in my nature but you don’t see me running to the mall every Sunday for a therapeutic shop. Although, as I type this.. it doesn’t sound like a bad idea.

At first it really bugged me because it wasn’t just football. It was football season which rolled into hockey season and if the Flyers had a good year, that could roll into baseball season which rolls right back into football season. The only break that I got was the fact that baseball season wasn’t a do or die sport around here and basketball hardly ever was turned on.

Don’t get me wrong, I love the tradition of our Sunday football games but after half the season, I’m a little tired of scheduling Sunday’s around a football schedule and making sure that the “honey do” list is done before 11am.

I’ve learned that Sunday is a good time for me and the girls to head out and do girlie things. Today we’ll head to the mall to look for a dress for Sydney for next weekend’s big family celebration, my Aunt’s wedding. I’m sure there will be a treat or two somewhere along the line and then a stop at Costco before heading back to the house where we’ll hopefully find a happy Rooster.

But I have patience (for the most part).. the poor guy IS in a house of women and has little around him that screams MANLY like watching football does. He’s also very diligent with making sure that his “honey-do” list is finished because he has learned that by doing that, he’s pretty much guaranteed himself at least 3 hours of peace when the Eagles play

Plus, in this house of girls, he really does deserve it.

Kristen

Are you raising a teen or a tween? Join the conversation over at Ten to Twenty Parenting!
Twitter
Facebook

Last updated by Kristen Daukas at 13 October, 2012.