I took the day off from work on Thursday to watch the U.S. crash out of the World Cup. I had a busy night Wednesday and got to sleep late. I was so excited about the match, I couldn’t sleep in.
Time for a nap, right?
Not a chance, due to my poor planning.
After nine long months, our family has emerged unscathed from the kindergarten experience. Well, I shouldn’t say unscathed because one bad thing has happened. Bridget learned how to read. I know that is not a bad thing on its face. It’s a great thing, actually. We’re very happy with her teachers and how far she has come since September.
But we have to be careful now.
We can’t spell things out. This is a devastating development in our house.
As time goes on, we begin to take the conveniences of life for granted. We refuse to go to gas stations without “pay at the pump.” We don’t even think about using a human cashier when we can ring up our own items. And God forbid we get out of the car to go inside a bank.
Well, at least those things are true for me.
I have started to take something else wonderful for granted, something that puts every other gadget to shame.
Digital video recorders.
I have a pretty boring wardrobe. I tend to wear a lot of green, blue and beige.
But for at least three days in June, I will wear a bright red shirt. It’s time for the World Cup.
Since the schedule for soccer’s biggest event came out late last year, I had June 12, 17 and 22 circled on my calendar. That’s when the United States plays its first three matches. Hopefully, they will move on and my red shirt will come out again.