I’ll admit it…I’m not a writer. Never have been, probably never will be. In fact, when I was writing the final paper for my Master’s Degree, Podunk was my proofreader. Being my sister, she knew (usually without me having to say) exactly what I meant, whether that was personal, professional or what have you. In this, my 32nd iteration of the Winning Smart Victory Post, I will attempt to convey my feelings watching your Number 1, back-to-back National Champion Georgia Bulldogs feast on upstate poultry:
It was raining before I left the house. That should have been sufficient for me to check the weather so I would have appropriate attire and gear, but I didn’t.