It's National WHAT!?! Day

Oh geez, like we need another reason for people to hate us.... :)

Today is national 'Pro Sports Wives Day'. Yep, someone took the time to declare February 11th as a reason to presumptuously worship all PSWs. Or, as one clever website put it, "Happy Pro Sports Wives Day, it's a tough gig, but someone has to spend the money."

For the few other 'pro sports wives' (or really, just pro hockey wives) that browse the blog from time to time, I am not trying to step on anyone's toes. I, too, am a pro sport wife, I get it. I feel for us at times. We go through a lot during the season. There's the constant packing up and moving, the roller coaster of ups and downs, the ever changing team and city. It's a little tricky to explain what we go through to someone on the 'outside'.

A quick glance into our 'world' and you can find spoiled brats that don't, or even downright refuse, to work. Girls that have never been to college and married for nothing more than a free ride. I have met a few of these bitches girls over the years. But it is certainly not the norm, nor the accepted. 

What it really boils down to, is that it can be a difficult and frustrating, but never boring! :), life at times. (But then again, whose life isn't?!?) It's hard to find work when living this lifestyle, but not impossible. It's hard to find good, lasting friendships, but not impossible. It's hard to live in a foreign country, but once again, not impossible. 

It's not like the Germans already don't know who we are, they have to sit us all front row!

But declaring this a 'holiday' just solidifies the idea that all pro sport wives are just that; pro sport wives, and nothing more. Notice that I don't write about hockey all that much. Its because it doesn't define me. Don't get me wrong, I love hockey. I love watching the hubs play, I love keeping up with the league, I am pretty into it. But it doesn't have to consume my whole being. And for that matter it doesn't really even define my husband. We are individuals outside the sport as much as we are in.

Luckily, it doesn't look like many have gotten wind of this holiday....I guess until now.

But I can just imagine what some people will conjure up when they see that today is 'Pro Sports Wives Day'. If you will, envision a very busy mom. Her husband isn't a pro athlete, but he does his job just as well. Her kids keep her super busy, just like any other set of kids in the world. She cooks, cleans, works, parents, teaches, disciplines, and lives in practically the same means as anyone else. Then, on one weary Friday in February, she sees that it isn't 'National Celebrate Because You Made it Through Another Week Of Life Day', but the very smug 'Pro Sports Wives Day'.

My guess is that her reaction might be something like "Go %&@# yourself, Gisele Bundchen"

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*note: I have nothing against Mrs. Tom Brady, her awesome hair or her beautiful body :)

So, in honor of all the strong sports wives (A Day in the Life of a Hockey Wife, Travel Babbles, Mrs. K, Tales of a Hockey Wife to name just a few) and to celebrate every loving, faithful and devoted wife out there, pro sports husband or not, I make a motion to change today to 'National Pro Wife Day'. Why? Well, because in some way or another we are all 'pro' wives...and we are damn good at our job :)

And if it was that easy to get 'approval' for PSW day, I think we can rally up a good movement for 'National Pro Wife Day'. Doncha think?!

Even if we never really look this cute :) (source)

And just for the record, not only is it Pro Sports Wives Day, but also National Peppermint Patty Day, National Inventor's Day, the day Nelson Mandela was released from prison in 1990, and of course the day Dick Cheney put a whole lotta buck shot into his pal Harry Whittington.

Which, by the way, happened practically next door (ranch terms of next door) to my grandparents' land. How are we still not making fun of this?!

WTF is wrong with us?! (source)

Happy Friday friends :) Hope ya'll had a great week. And be sure to check out the Friday Feature over at MOHTH. That face might look familiar!