Monday Confessional: the bad wife

Friday night Russell coached his basketball team to victory in the District Championship game to secure the #1 seed berth to State from our league. He also was awarded league Coach of the Year, and many of his players (including my niece) were named to all-league teams and the all-tournament team (including league player of the year!)

{Picture courtesy of the Molalla Pioneer}

Basically, awards and honors were being handed out left and right.

And where was I?

AT BURGER KING.

(Massive wife fail times ONE MILLION.) 

What happened is that we were beating the other team quite handily and so Jana and I, who had ridden up together with our kids and arrived at the district site early enough to secure good seats, decided to run get dinner for our crew at the end of the 3rd quarter so that we would be back in time to make sure no one took our spots for the boys game that was going to follow, forgetting ALL ABOUT the awards part of the evening. What kind of veteran coach's wife (we are talking 15 years here, people) makes that kind of mistake?

This goofball.

Thankfully, Russell was so busy being congratulated by everyone else that when I came back and immediately found him to give him a hug and a kiss he didn't even know I hadn't been there the whole time! 

AND WE'RE GOING TO KEEP IT THAT WAY FOLKS. Wink, wink ;)