We really take a lot for granted, but what we have came at a huge cost when you stop and look at it.
Specifically, we are referring to the weekend we just had and the holiday associated with the Fourth of July.
Nancy and I had a good time. She worked on Friday and I went into the office for a while.
At noon several of us met and played a round of golf at the country club. Other than the fact it was so hot, we had a great time.
Saturday morning we put together a team and played in the Fourth of July Tournament. Charlie Hudson, yours truly, Mitch Mangum and Chris Craft all played together and we had fun playing as well as visiting. We came in at the bottom of the Championship Flight after the first nine and were flighted.
Off we went to the second nine and we just didn’t do as well as the first time. We finished out at 6 under par.
That afternoon we went over to a friend’s house to feast on some mighty good food to include a roasted pig and all the fixings. Nancy made homemade ice cream and flavored it with crushed heath bars. It was pretty good. We stayed for a while but I was worn out before the cornhole games started. So we packed it up and headed to the house.
Sunday morning we went to Sunday School. Although I’ve been meeting with my class in homes since the pandemic started, this was my first time to attend since we went back to the church for our sessions. So even though there was a small crowd in my group it was good to get back. It was followed by “big church,” and the preacher got fired up and did a good sermon. I enjoy Bro. Jim Taylor’s preaching so much because I learn something from every sermon he does and we are there most Sundays.
Well, that Sunday, I did nothing after lunch. Nancy said I was sitting in the chair snoring pretty loud so she did not disturb me. It’s nice to do that every now and then.
I am convinced that the only thing wrong with three-day weekends is that they are too short. Maybe they should become four-day weekends.
But I am afraid my wife would get tired of me if that were the case.