Video game widow

Well, it happened. Army of Dad walked in about 10ish tonight from a softball game. I got a kiss on the cheek, he dusted the dirt from his ankles after taking off his cleats and then proceeded straight to help the Master Chief fight off the villianous aliens. He said he read that an average gamer can beat this game through in about 10 hours. Then he looked at his watch. Great. So, I decided to play a little online poker. I'm getting pretty good at Texas Hold'em. Of course it is all play money.

AoD missed me blogging today. I had a busy day. Hunted Halo 2 down for him, did some errands, got my hair done. I got a couple of compliments on it today, not that AoD noticed because he was heading for the Xbox. I could have Medusa hair and he probably wouldn't have noticed tonight. I was thinking tonight that I miss the courting days. Married for almost 8 years and we're WAY past that, but I really long for those days of dates that HE planned, a sweet note found in my car, actually being seduced by more than just a smack on the ass and a nod toward the bedroom before hearing "I gotta get up at 4:30, if we're going to do this, lets get to it." Ah, you silver tongued devil.

I had a small business tax planning seminar I attended tonight and it was very informative, but it left me with time to think about those good old days of being chased by boys and how it was to have several chasing me simultaneously. Nothing like competition to keep a man on top of his game. The idea that another man could win my affections was enough to keep them steadfastly paying attention to me. Now, that there is a little gold band on my finger and three young'uns that require a father, somehow the hunt is off.

I think I'm whining again. Sorry. Damn Halo 2. I wonder how many men called in sick today to stay home and play?