Something is amiss. I woke up this morning, went about my typical Sunday… church, Starbucks, grocery store, returned home to serve up lunch, then hit the remote and tuned in to…golf?
The first Sunday after the Super Bowl is somewhat of a downer. Now I am not the diehard fan my husband is, but I enjoy the routine of Sunday afternoon football. Scott and I are creatures of habit. Settling into the basement to watch the games, and call the plays from our armchairs, this is how we spend our weekends in the winter.
Knowing that millions of Americans are doing the same thing, I feel a sense of community. There is something about the wide world of sports, and particularly football, that’s just plain fun. The competition, the commercials, the back stories, all bringing excitement to an otherwise long, cold and snowy winter.
Yes, all good things must come to an end. But time marches on, each day bringing us closer to spring. The budding of leaves on the trees, crocuses peaking through the last remnants of snow, and best of all…Opening Day.