Good Things Come...

When I was still a youngster we'd visit my grandmother every year during the month of August. My aunt would fly in to visit from California during this time and without fail she'd always take us to the toy store and buy my sister, brother and I one toy each.

Toward the last couple of years of that tradition there was always one thing I had my eye on that was far too expensive (over $100). It was a radio-controlled airplane. I wanted that thing so bad I could taste it.

Today I finally purchased my first radio-controlled airplane and I just finished assembling it. It is raining here today and I hope that the skies will be clear tomorrow cuz I don't know how much longer I can wait to fly this bad boy.

I guess it is true that good things come to those who wait.