Marriage is like football.

Hey friends. You've probably noticed by now that I go a little overboard on Facebook posts every November around my anniversary.  This year is no different, but I did start to question whether I was being a little obnoxious about the whole thing. Then I thought about how much people post about their favorite football team, and I decided that my marriage is like football. So it's okay.

And for your reading pleasure, here is why marriage is like football. In no particular order...

1.  Each year is like a football season. We play games (also known as life happening). Sometimes we lose. Badly. Sometimes we have HUGE wins!

2. Sometimes we add new players to our team. We've added 3 players in our 14 years. I'm fairly confident our roster is full at this point.

3. Anniversaries are like the Super Bowl. If your team made it to the Super Bowl, wouldn't you be excited?!?! 

4. Some seasons, we've lost every. single. game. Badly. Like, we got slaughtered. But it's okay because we still showed up to the game every. single. time.  That means we still get to our Super Bowl Anniversary even if we spend the day lying on opposite ends of the field glaring at each other, only content to at least be there.

5. Some years we have interpersonal team issues and certain members don't get along. As long as we don't have any sex scandals coming out, we can handle them and move on without calling in the commissioner. ;)

6. Some seasons are AWESOME and we win every game that life throws at us. Those are the anniversaries that get extra celebrations. They're more meaningful when we had a losing season a few years before. We can see that our team has matured.

7. I don't really have a seventh reason. I've exhausted my sports analogies for the day/week/year. 

So there you go. I will continue to post things on Facebook until Monday. Then everyone gets a reprieve until Jon's birthday. In January. =)


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