Anticipation is the spice of life. Football season is around the corner. The Packers have great promise. The Badgers are a work in progress but if they find a quarterback, it could be an exciting year. Grasshopper No.4 begins a new 3 year personal contract to coach Grandson Tommy through “youth football”. Grandson Dominic begins his high school football (freshman team). Does it get any better?
Last night, your Mom and I attended Grandson Tommy’s last Summer League baseball game (regular season). He is easily the biggest player on the team and I have yet to witness him strike out. He hits the ball solid every time at bat. I anticipated (there is that word again) sitting in the shade, watching baseball with a cool beverage in my hand. Instead, there was a northeast wind, 15-20 miles per hour and a steady wet mist. The highest temperature was around 63 degrees. The weather wasn’t what I anticipated.
I have been limiting bread and greasy foods in my diet. Every now and then I get a craving for a “quarter pounder with cheese”. You know! Something obscene and bad for you. For almost a week I planned to “screw the diet” and satisfy my craving. The anticipation was overwhelming. So Tuesday evening, at supper-time I drove over to McDonalds for my “fix”. There were no cars in line so I was able to drive right to the window speaker system where you order. Does it get any better? They were waiting for me. Then I noticed there weren’t any cars around McDonalds. It turns out they had a power outage and sent everybody home. So I didn’t get my quarter pounder with cheese and it will have to wait until another day. I just have to anticipate how good it will taste! Maybe God was trying to tell me something.
Anticipate a great weekend. Make it happen!
Love,
Dad