Remember this? Yeah, that was in October. Tonight, it finally is done (actually, I could be jinxing them cause as I am writing this, the game is not quite over, but I firmly believe God has heard and will answer my hockey widow prayers). As a good wife should, I listened to the game on NHL radio while my husband was out watching the game. I even cheered a little. But I am not gonna lie, I cheered mostly because the season is finally done. And frankly, now that I am not getting facials out of the deal, I just don’t have it in me to fake excitement about this sport any longer.
Can you imagine if there was “musical season.” It lasts 9 months. Every month we went to a live show and I watched one on TV every other night. Then the playoffs came and I started peppering every conversation with statistics about the Tony awards and the eternal debate over whether Bernadette Peters was better as Annie Oakley or the witch in Into the Woods (way too tough to call). I would put a Rogers and Hammerstein bumper sticker in my back window of my car. Plead with the hubby for a room to hang my movie posters from Chicago and Grease.
*Poop it just got all tied up with 33 seconds left in the game. COME ON WINGS!!!!!
I am doing it. I will call it Broadway 08-09 (it needs a way snappier title, cause that one is lame-o). Whose with me. Ok, so maybe your thing isn’t musicals (which is just sad, cause you are missin’ out on some spontaneous breaking out of singing and perfect choreography in the middle of an otherwise monotonous day). But what sport do you suffer through and what would you like to equally make your hubby suffer through?(baseball widows you are equally suffering through a season that never ends- chime in) Cause I am thinkin’ come September we launch operation “See how long this season is that you make us suffer through, now here is a taste of your own medicine.” Again with the title…you can’t really fit that on a t-shirt. And make no mistake, there will be t-shirts.
*You have to be kidding me. THREE OVERTIMES LATER and the Wings have lost. That means there is yet another game. Too late to write new post. Grrrr.