Monthly Archives: April 2012

Easter my way

After blabbing about the kids and their chocolate massacre, I must say I also had quite the treat. Every so often, the Masters is held on Easter weekend. As a result, I was able to watch an un-godly amount of golf this weekend and am very grateful for that. It was a top 10 Masters no doubt, but it didn’t follow the template of those traditional classics that your old man always talks about. It involved a handful of quirky, non-conforming upstarts that your old man would grumble at and say “what the hell is going on with the game these days? Doesn’t anybody have any respect for the game?”.

Nonetheless, this year marks the year the majors have been recasted. Flamboyant, loud, in your face types of guys. There is no way Tiger can possibly be expected to be the default winner anymore. I wouldn’t be surprised if he doesn’t win another major. In fact, with the talent and level of parity in the league, it may be quite some time before we see somebody win multiple majors in their careers.

When I read this 5, 10 years from now, remember to go out and find a replay of the gap wedge shot Bubba Watson made on the 2nd playoff hole to win the tournament. If that isn’t the craziest shot I’ve ever seen in the most intense of situations. I see big things for “Bubba” (my dad just rolled over in his grave).

Easter – was it this bountiful when we were young?

The kids had a windfall of stuff this year. I know I’m over-eggs-agerating here but I just had to mention that over the weekend, we were involved in 3 egghunts and what I would classify as a 4th one at church.

I like the notion of the egg hunt as a vehicle for delivering the chocolate. When I was young, our egg hunts were basically a bunch of jelly beans hidden around the house. Then we had a basket full of chocolate and candy in addition.

Today, the kids find plastic egg containers around the outside of the house hidden by the easter bunny. They contain 3 or 4 goodies that once all is said and done, is about equivalent to what I would get when I was young. In addition, they still get a basket of stuff but it is mainly little toys and clothing plus 1 big chocolate treat. So from parent to kid, the ratio is about the same as it’s always been.

But then there’s the grandparents. Lots of chocolate when we visited my Mom on Friday. the last of 3 (arguably 4) easter egg hunts plus more goodies at Sonia’s parents. Wedged in between that was a hunt at St Jacobs where Christien won a GRAND PRIZE! A basket full of toys and chocolate. It’s insane at our house.

What is the true meaning of Easter again?