The Dreaded Season Is Here

No, I'm not talking about the two huge teeth that Savannah is currently cutting nor am I talking about the start of my tutoring again. I'm talking about football. It's already crazy around here and professional football doesn't even start until probably this weekend. Already we've survived two, that's right, two, fantasy football drafts, and a late night Clemson game. Isn't it crazy how into football men get?

I really can't complain too much though because it's not like Dave has year around hobbies that cost lots of money. He doesn't like to golf, hunt, go out with the guys, or play any sports . . . it's just watching and reading about football that drives him. It's free and totally safe, but thing is that I feel like it consumes our home. We're watching college games and cheering for "our" team, watching professional games and rooting on a variety of random players for fantasy football, reading real time updates on the Internet as the game progresses, checking the Clemson chat board for what everyone else says about what's happening, reading the paper for what more people think about what happened, talking about football nonstop with friends at church, and the worst part is the sadness that follows if the team of choice loses.

At times I too enjoy a game (Go APP STATE!), but every fall I have to remind myself that this is what Dave enjoys and things will just be a little different around here for awhile. So, Dave if you're reading this it's OKAY for now, but only for a season. :)