Everytime I made that bet I would come to Jim's desk and admit that I was wrong. Those were always the days when something out of the blue happened. Over and over again I would think I could predict the future and I was always wrong. By the time college was over I had learned this lesson.
This weekend reminded me of this lesson. I knew Saturday was going to be good, but it was much more then I could have expected. There are some days when you just have to be happy about the things you cannot predict. Todays is one of those days.
