The Girl in the Bobby Socks!

So I took a hiatus from blogging...my husband was laid off and at home for 2 weeks so I couldnt regale my blog with my troubled heart and life..if I can say that when I no longer believe in romantic "love". My husband give-eth belief...then take-eth away! And no...I wasnt the girl in the bobby socks. We were at my sons baseball game. As we waited for the game to start my husband went out in an adjoining field to play catch with my other son and his friend. A couple hundred feet away from them, closer to me, I noticed a gal practicing softball with a few people. She had a tight t-shirt on with sizeable boobs. Short shorts. And socks to her knees. Nothing super special...but I laid the bet in my mind that my husband would find a way to strike a conversation with her. I watched as the game got ready to start and they quit playing catch. My son and his friend walked towards where I was sitting...walking a direct line up the sidewalk. Of course my husband veered 75 ft out of his way to the outside of the field...lo and behold he ended up walking literally 3 feet behind the "hot" girl in the field...striking up a conversation. Then stood by the group of strangers regaling them with his humor and comments...especially the girl in the socks. While my other sons game started. Called it...the predictability shows me how many times this has happened. One time I talked to a man sitting in front of me at a baseball game...about baseball..while my husband was sitting behind me. I didnt sit by, or approach, the guy...it was just a short conversation about the team playing. My husband punished me for 4 days for that...anger, silent treatment, berated me. But Im not the Girl in the Bobby Socks. Theres no such thing as love.