I don't want them to grow up too quickly and miss what being young and carefree is all about.
I want them to enjoy it all. But being their mom, I want to be part of their enjoyment too...So far so good.
My other children- the Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retrievers

Friday, 16 September 2011

The Man Thing

I sat around with some girlfriends the other night discussing the things our husbands do for us and home or don't for that matter.

We often discuss our other half's because they are still a source of wonder to us even though most of us have been married at least 20 years. 

None of them seem to be able to make any sort of major decision once they walk through their front doors or do any important chores without a prompt.

They can't call to order more oil for the tank, they can't find a plumber to fix a leaky tap, they don't deal with phone calls or take any interest in the mail. All school matters get passed on, car troubles ignored and unless a post it is put on his coffee cup in the morning to remind him or ask him to do something in particular,nothing else seems to matter. 

Mine on the other hand, who thankfully doesn't bring normal work home, brings his side job home and all the crap that goes with it. He coaches hockey(field. A very English boy-girl sport) to 120 children on a Sunday morning for 3 1/2 hours and then to chicks women's team on Tuesday nights. Our downstairs toilet looks like Barrington Sports website! 23 hockey sticks, 40 smelly bright yellow pinnies, a stack of plastic cones that the dogs like to get hold of and chew and a bag of balls so heavy that when he leaves it on top of the freezer cabinet, I can't lift it off. And the smell in that room is rank. The season just started and will last until April!!

That's the crap. The other part of the hockey is the emails that come to our home computer. On a normal day it's nice to log on and, 'oh joy, you have mail'. No, Rooster has 57 emails from parents saying anything from, 'little Ben won't be there this Sunday, he won't be feeling well' (Translates that parents are going out the night before and intend intend to booze it up and can't be fagged to get up at 9am to get little Ben to the pitch!) or 'Why wasn't my daughter who is the best player on the pitch picked for the match?'( Mother didn't bother to stay and watch practice the week before and see daughter texting on her phone the whole time instead of practicing). Sometimes he gets nice emails from parents but not often.

I try to stay out of the hockey way. I like being the mom on the side line with the camera,spare gum shield and extra sports drink. Chief driver and bottle washer is fine with me. 

Of course now that hockey has started, our house will suffer. The lawn won't be cut unless I slash his tyres, the house will grow dark because light bulbs that I can't reach will go unchanged and forget cleaning out the garage until next summer or unless we have snow and the pitches get covered! That would be great.

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