Hey, Coach! Its February...

February is here! Don't remind me....
Could you hear the sarcasm in my title?

As I've made very obvious, I'm a coach's wife.

My husband coaches high school baseball, in a small town here in North Carolina.
My husband also coaches American Legion Baseball.

See a pattern here? My husband coaches a lot of baseball.

Although he technically only coaches two different teams, those teams have different seasons. Having two teams, with two different seasons, creates one very, very long baseball season....for me.

I love baseball. Its probably the one constant in our lives, when everything else is unpredictable.  Its also the one thing we can both completely agree on, watch together, and enjoy together. Its America's past time, its the signal that Summer is here. Its the one game that you can talk about with anyone in the world, literally.

That doesn't mean that baseball and I always see eye to eye.

You see, in February baseball season starts in our area. Try-outs, practices, scrimmages, and workouts take up the month of February to prepare for the new season. Want to know who runs all those try-outs, practices, scrimmages, and work outs? The Coach.

If you know me in real life, I've probably told you (more than once) that I'm only married for half of the year. I may have been joking around, but I wasn't kidding. Technically, I'm always married and have been since 10/9/10, but that doesn't mean that February through August, I feel like I am.

So here's to the new year, the new season, and the next 6 months where the only time I see my husband awake is when we're passing each other in the drive way or when the rain cancels a game. Its a crazy baseball life we live, but we love it!

Play ball!