My View for the Next Six Weeks
I woke up
yesterday morning to a view of the back of Steve’s head, watching the first
game of the Rugby World Cup – Fiji Versus England. Thankfully England won, ‘which
means I’ve got a happy hubby. They’ll be playing Australia soon and that will
be an interesting match to watch together.
However, at that
moment the photo was taken, I realized this is my view for the next six weeks.
Since then, four more matches have been watched. Only one upset so far – but I
can’t tell you who, because it will be a spoiler for those who haven’t had a
chance to watch it yet. I appreciate my husband’s need to stay off Facebook
right now.
I could easily be
a moaning, demanding bitch of course, because this stuff is going to consume
our lives for the coming weeks, but I won’t, and the reasons:
- Steve is pretty un-demanding on the sports needs front. He has his sporting passions, but he’s very considerate and often watches games after we all go to bed, so it doesn’t impact family time. He’s a thoughtful guy – in many ways
- I don’t mind watching a bit of rugby myself. As far as the male form goes, rugby players have the type of body I find desirable, and even though I won’t watch every game, I am happy to view the scrum bums and thighs when I wander past the TV. It’s always been a spunk fest for me
- The haka – say no more. Love it! Ultimate in sex appeal
So I am happy to
give Steve as much time as he needs – day or night – to watch his beloved
rugby. My challenge now is resisting giving him a hard time about staying up
late at night to watch games. He’s a grown boy and can do whatever the hell he
wants. Although a moaning, tired husband is not a joy.
On another note,
we took the boys to the Singapore Grand Prix Friday night – I know lucky kids.
But the real news happened the next day. We got them home and in bed around
10pm, AND they didn’t come out of their room until 11am the next morning. That’s
right, 11am! In the nine years since becoming a mother, that has never
happened. Never ever ever.
We couldn’t
believe it, but weirdly, both Steve and I were up at 9am. That doesn’t happen
on weekends either. Have we hit that cross-over point where parents are awake
before the kids? I think I want that, but boy they’ll be pains in the arse to
wake up when the school holiday are over in two weeks…. We’ll deal with that
when it comes.
Getting back to
the rugby, did you see the end of the South Africa Vs Japan game? Mate, I was
in tears. So exciting.
And with that, all
I can say is Aussie Aussie Aussie, Oi, Oi, Oi! Go Wallabies.
Yours, without the
bollocks
Andrea
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