Realist = A person who accepts a situation as it is and is prepared to deal with it accordingly.
I like to think that I’m a realist. Sure I may set big goals and I have no problem going after them, knowing I may fall on my face; but I’m always willing to accept what it is, be it good or bad, and I try to deal with “life” as best I can. Given this approach, I thought a nice way to recap last weekend in Galveston boiled down to simply a lot of very awesome stuff and then some not so great stuff. Given that I grew up always eating my vegetables first (to get the crap out of the way, and look forward to the good part; we always had to finish our plates), let’s delve through the not-so-awesome first; and save the good stuff (the steak) for the end.