I hope everyone is having a joyous and safe Baseballius Holiday. As many of you know this year's holiday began last Tuesday morning in Japan as the Red Sox took on the Athletics. Be sure to give thanks to Bud Selig and the marketing geniuses at MLB for starting the season in the middle of March.
One of the great things about Baseballius is that like typical religious holidays (and religion in general) the rules and guidelines can be changed to suit individual needs. This year we decided to have the baseball egg and glove hunt on Sunday morning. Chick has to work on Monday (it's not an official holiday - yet) and this gives her a chance to share in the fun. As a matter of fact she is in the family room now trying to teach Mo how to swing a bat. Honestly, I don't know how anyone is expected to hit a ball with Snow White pictured on it.
Although Baseballius continues to grow in popularity, it still plays second fiddle to the more popular Easter holiday. This year with Easter arriving before the baseball season there were a lot of good deals on candy and gifts. Opera Cremes were 75% off and they were practically giving away egg coloring kits. But there was a downside - jelly beans were sold out and the Peeps were stale. Those things just weren't made to last.
Be sure to check out the new stadium in Washington D.C. tonight as the Nationals host the braves on ESPN. Tomorrow things get started at 1:05 with the Blue Jays and Yankees and won't end until well after midnight with the Astros and Padres. Be sure to have a good supply of bratwurst, peanuts, cotton candy and root beer. (Tums may come in handy too.) And don't forget to make your Baseballius predictions - Johnny Cueto, Rookie-of-the-Year!
Merry Baseballius!!!
Wandering through the Dandelion Garden you may come across a variety of characters in my world. Some are living people, some just live in my head. Nicknames are often used to protect the innocent – and the guilty. There is Chick and the Thrill and Otis among many others. But most of the time you’ll be hanging out with Jim – a pretty good guy.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Thursday, March 06, 2008
Thaw
Just when you think the garden is ready for spring, more snow arrives bringing with it the cold and the wind. It is difficult to grow anything in the winter months. Even icicles don't live for long. But life keeps moving forward.
Cabin Fever has been rough this winter. It is especially difficult when living every day with two kids in their terrible two's. Yes, I know my kids are not that terrible, but they are still in the rotten stage - one moving out of it and one just entering it. We get out when we can but it gets tough when it takes twenty five minutes just to get into the car. And then, where do we go? Swings are frozen, the mall is boring and Starbucks is, well, really frickin' expensive. Good taste is not cheap.
I have had a reprieve the last few weekends. Chick has nearly forced me out of the house and into the arms of friends. It was much needed and appreciated. I did learn, however, that my days of 12-hour drinking binges and closing bars are way behind me. I held my own, but I am not sure how.
So now we head south, six months after the birds. (We should all learn from them.) In just a few days we will all be in the Florida sun. Swimming. Fishing. Relaxing. Living.
Life is good, and getting warmer.
Cabin Fever has been rough this winter. It is especially difficult when living every day with two kids in their terrible two's. Yes, I know my kids are not that terrible, but they are still in the rotten stage - one moving out of it and one just entering it. We get out when we can but it gets tough when it takes twenty five minutes just to get into the car. And then, where do we go? Swings are frozen, the mall is boring and Starbucks is, well, really frickin' expensive. Good taste is not cheap.
I have had a reprieve the last few weekends. Chick has nearly forced me out of the house and into the arms of friends. It was much needed and appreciated. I did learn, however, that my days of 12-hour drinking binges and closing bars are way behind me. I held my own, but I am not sure how.
So now we head south, six months after the birds. (We should all learn from them.) In just a few days we will all be in the Florida sun. Swimming. Fishing. Relaxing. Living.
Life is good, and getting warmer.
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