Easter, Shopping, and a Final Thought or Two


Things at the Vereen house have been a little out of control since my last post.  It all started the week before Easter when our oldest daughter, Lydia, came down with the flu.  And then Clarissa came down with the flu.  And then Ansley came down with the flu.  And finally, Carrie (aka Mommy) came down with the flu on Good Friday.  Somehow I managed to miss out on this extravaganza. I guess it could be the due to the fact I did get a flu shot in October – but only because they offered them for free at work.

Needless to say Easter was a bit chaotic.  A trip to visit the grandparents and a much needed vacation for me at the beach was scrapped.  A planned getaway for Carrie and I to celebrate 15 years of wedded bliss was also cancelled .  The unexpected change in plans left me in a precarious situation.  The Easter dresses and sweaters, which were purchased by Nana (my mom) were at the beach, and the girls and I were still in the ‘Burg.  With Carrie sick in bed, I took on the dubious task of taking them shopping for the aforementioned Easter dresses, sweaters, and shoes.  I took a few deep breaths and mustered up some courage and ventured out to our local Belk department store.

I won’t go on about the overall experience, but we did have fun.  The girls, with a little prodding, picked out nice dresses and respectable shoes – actually, I vetoed quite a few of their choices based on either appearance or cost.  It was funny to hear them laughing as they all stood in the dressing room trying on dresses – I had to wait outside.  Lydia and Ansley liked helping their little sister try on different dresses – especially the ones that were too big for her.  The most interesting part about the whole experience was really seeing how different all three girls are.  They each have their own style, and I think that’s a good thing.    Overall, Easter was a success.  The girls and I made it to Easter service at church, and Carrie finally felt well enough to get out of bed to join us for Easter dinner.  I was able to get a couple of nice pictures of the girls for the grandparents.  The Easter Bunny delivered treats for the girls, and Lydia lost a tooth (her first molar).  She lost a tooth on Christmas Day too.  This is starting to become a holiday tradition.

Final Thoughts….
As a follow-up to my blog about my unorthodox method for planting grass in January.  It appears to have worked quite nicely. The front yard is green and full of life.  The azaleas are in bloom and the dogwood trees are showing signs of life.  And my helper, Lydia, is very proud of the results of her hard work.  She has stopped looking at other yards and saying, “I wish our grass looked like that.” Our next planting adventure is a hanging herb garden on our deck.  At this point, this is a mother/daughter project.  We’ll have to see how it goes.

With spring comes my favorite time of year – the start of baseball season.  Unlike football and basketball, which are fairly fast-paced, baseball is a game of patience.  It is also a game of great tradition.  Wrigley Field.  Fenway Park.  The Seventh Inning Stretch.  The Chicago Cubs and their 100 year chase for a World Series title.  I can spend hours watching games.  The constant chess match between pitchers and hitters as well as the opposing managers is something I enjoy.  It’s tough to explain the elegance of the sport to the generation of today because it’s not like football or basketball.  It is slow.  No one gets tackled.  No one dunks.  You may not see an exciting play the entire game.  Baseball stresses the importance of the routine – the fundamental – not the spectacular.  Teams win by doing those things well.  So, my hope for this season is that the Atlanta Braves make it back to the World Series, that the Minnesota Twins are respectable, and that the Philadelphia Phillies’ Roy Halladay figures out what has him pitching like this might be his last season.  After watching him pitch tonight against the New York Mets, it looks like he has some issues with opening his hips too soon during his delivery which is making his release point too high.  This has caused him to lose some velocity and movement, but I’m not a pitching coach.  Although the Braves and Phillies are rivals, I do appreciate a good pitcher.  Like Greg Maddux before him, Halladay can make a ball dance in ways that can baffle even the best hitters.  I hope he recovers.  The season is still young.


If you have a chance, go watch a game – college, minor league or major league.  Put away the smart phone after you take a few photos.  Grab some peanuts and a drink and enjoy the game for what it is.  Take the family.

I know I will.



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