to pass the time...

So you all know the phrase "Mr. Mom" but for the past couple days I've been playing "Mrs. Dad." Fixing bikes, mowing the lawn, taking out the garbage, ya know, all the stuff Steve usually does. and I'm sure ready for him to come home. :)

I know I've said it before, but I do much better, surprisingly, when Steve is out of town. When I get the "please just come home! when is he coming home?" stuff out of my head, I'm a much more pleasant person.

Until the kids go to bed anyway...

but this time, to pass the time, I just sat and watched episode after episode of Friday Night Lights. If you're my facebook friend, you probably already know my obsession with the show. It's safe to say, that by FAR, hands down, without a doubt, it's my favorite show EVER. And I just so happen to have all three seasons on dvd, thanks to my dear husband and his parents. Because not only did he give me what I ASKED FOR for mother's day (which was a clean and tilled garden, ready for planting), but they also got me these dvds. I've been wanting them so bad for a long time, but I'm just way too cheap to buy myself something like that. It was the best gift ever. :)

So I sit there for HOURS watching the drama of a high school football coach and his family, and the other various high schoolers and their families as well. And if I sit down dead tired, with my eyes half closed after being mommy and daddy for a whole day, and can no longer to anything that requires brain power, then something magical happens when the show comes on. I get stuck in it and find myself watching episodes until I FORCE myself to turn it off and go to bed. And this is at like 1:30 or so. I could watch them all night I tell you. The only weird thing is that I find myself saying (or almost saying) things like 'son' and 'damn' and 'y'all' and shouting 'clear eyes, full hearts, can't lose,' all of which have never been part of my vocabulary before...

Anyway, we're down to one more night til Steve comes home. I'm thinking I can for sure finish season two, and possibly even watch all of season three if I start right when the kids go to bed. And then, when he's HOME, I will no longer feel the need to spend every waking moment on my butt in the chair watching FNL. and that will be grand. Because while I don't get a TON of time with Steve most days, I really really miss the little moments I DO get. I hate it when he's gone and I can't wait for him to get home. And even though Steve can do a PERFECT (seriously, perfect) impression of Coach Taylor to give me a FNL fix when I need it, there's no one that can give me the Steve fix when I need THAT. So hurry home, Babe.