Today I have failed as a wife.
I passed up free Jazz tickets.
And then made the mistake of telling Kyle.
Normally I would have jumped at the chance to go to a game with my sports freak husband, but the game didn't start til 8:30, I have to pack for a weekend in Boise, Kyle has been sick and I'm just so tired. The thought of being out late on a weeknight just did not appeal to me. And anyway, it's only the beginning of the season so there will be many more games for us to go to.
Excuses, I know.
I was going to share my fantastic plan for making it up to Kyle, but I got nothing. Maybe a back rub? That usually does the trick.