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I'm sure most of you realize this blog is meant in fun and is in no way intended to hurt anyone's feelings, mar my husband's excellent reputation, or to be derogatory towards or defame "the game". This is my subtle attempt at satire, and also a place for people like me who simply don't understand "the game" or it's pull to many successful, middle aged men and women. Please do not send me hate mail regarding the topic, or messages telling me how immature I am for creating such an outlandish blog. Thank you.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Us Time…

Lest you should think that I’ve found something better to do with my time – than to blog about “the game”.

Nor should you think that perhaps my dearly departed has found a new past time.

Nope.  None of the above two – and I’m sure you are sorely disappointed at my non-absence :)

Things in our household have just been very, very, very, (let’s give it one more for good measure) very busy.  I do believe that tonight is the first night in a very long time that my dearly departed has had any time to sit down and relax, let alone play “the game”.

With our new-found moments to relax in quiet solitude I should possibly be writing some sort of post about how I’d prefer he spend this time with me – doing something un-“game-ish”.

Nah.  Not this post.

Sometimes, boys will be boys.  Let him have his “candy”.  After-all, there are times that every sweet tooth must be appeased.

That being said, I’m off to have a bowl of ice cream and curl up to watch “Mercy”. 

Sometimes “me” time is “us” time. 

heh heh heh.

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