Pretending to "Need"

Today is Sunday...what does this mean for you? Church? Sleep? Housecleaning? For me, it means going to church then to my Mom and Dad's house for some family time. Unfortunately, for Aaron, he works on Sundays in the afternoon and evening. However, he always manages to find the time to squeeze some football in there. Call me lame, call me a bad wife, call me whatever you want to, but I have tried SO hard to comprehend football and I just can't do it. Most people have heard my opinion on football and though I find it fairly accurate, I won't post it in order to avoid offending anyone. 

Though I don't understand the rules of football and lack the desire to, there is one thing I completely understand that some wives do not. That would be my husband's love and understanding of the sport and his "need" for it. We all have "needs." I "need" to go to the mall every now and then. I "need" a chai latte from Starbucks every now and then. I "need" to watch an episode of Desperate Housewives every week. When I am fulfilling these "needs," guess who is right next to me searching for a chair to sit in in every store I walk into, pulling out his wallet at Starbucks and choking on the smell of coffee, and sitting on the couch pretending like he cares about the dramatic lives on Wisteria Lane? My husband who loves me enough to pretend to "need" these things like I do.

So, when you're sitting in your living room today wondering why the man you love is so captivated by a team of men wearing tight pants and tackling each other, remember his "needs" and compare them to yours. Oh, and also...pretend to "need" it too.