Black Ops 2 has taken the Big Guy hostage. It’s true Call of Duty has once again stolen my husband. It’s officially November because I am a Black Ops 2 widow.

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My husband plays Call of Duty online, with my brothers, the brothers-in-law and his brother. They have a clan and kill zombies in their spare-time. Sounds funny when I say it out loud. Sounds like they all might have a problem.

Hi, my name is Debi and my husband is playing Black Ops 2, as we speak.

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The Big Guy bought Back Ops 2 a couple months ago ( yeah, he is like a blogger with her outfits for a conference in August) but last night at midnight, he and my little brother headed to the nearest Game Stop to pick up their games and wait in the freezing cold along with all the other teenagers. He was very excited about this new game, so much so that he actually used a vacation day to be able to stay up all night killing zombies. Sounds crazy, right?

I guess I’d be concerned if I weren’t already consoling myself with the fact that if playing video games with my brothers and eating Doritos and drinking Coke all night long is the worst thing he does, I am pretty freaking lucky. I can deal with being a Black Ops 2 widow for a few hours ( 13 hours and 22 minutes at last count). He’s not slept in 32 hours now.

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If our children are any indication, he should start to get cranky, slap happy and then pass out where he sits in 5, 4, 3, 2…..

I know I am not the only wife whose husband does this, were you abandoned last night? Maybe we should start a Black Ops 2 widow support group, in which we spend the free time painting our toenails and drinking mimosas?

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Are you a Black Ops 2 widow?

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