There are some things that occur every year that mark spring in my life.
The first is the Boston Marathon. Many years ago, you had to qualify to run in the marathon. It's one of the reasons I couldn't run it, I was too slow. Now it has become and event for the family to do together, if not to run together, to stand on the sidelines and cheer.
This year tragedy marred the marathon. Something that has been a time honored tradition in Boston will never be exactly the same again. But we are a resilient group, we humans. And it will be run again. No one person or group of people can keep us down. We have survived much in the past years, and that is the point, we have survived and become closer and more determined than ever. I think I was most touched by the gentleman who said at 78 years old, the shock threw him to the ground. He got up, finished the race, and then said he would not be running again. Thoughts and prayers to all those affected by this horrible act.
For many this has been an awful winter and spring. There have been hurricanes, blizzards, floods and tornadoes. While violent weather will continue, there are signs that we are moving into springtime.
The daffodils that I bought at the bulb sale at Phipps are blooming. The magnolia is in full bloom. I ran out last night to get pictures before the thunderstorm. Matt is starting baseball. These are the signs that tell me, yes, spring is here.
I went with Linda and the kids to get new cell phones last week. I looked but decided to keep my "dumb" phone instead of getting a "smart" phone. Katie's phone had been dropped and wasn't working at all, and since she got her driver's license, she needs a working phone in case of an emergency. (I say that because their cars are...hmmm...shall we say, old?)
We drive to the Verizon store and didn't even have to wait. Why? Because we arrived at 6:00 while everyone was eating dinner except us. I'll call the poor salesperson Amanda, because neither Linda nor I can remember her name for sure. Amanda had lovely long, reddish blond hair. Very nice lady. It's extremely difficult to listen to all the plans, all the phones, the switching of people from one plan to another, choosing a phone, choosing the accessories. Do you want a home charger, a car charger, combination of the two? Do you want a protective cover because if you don't get one your million dollar phone will die if you drop it and you'll have to get a new one, but if you get insurance, the phone will be covered and the insurance is only a few added dollars...you won't even notice it on your bill. Took us two and a half hours. The worst part? I missed The Middle, one of my favorite television show. And it was the season finale. As Amanda was packing the two bags full of phones, accessories (not included) Linda suggested we have a glass of wine and that Amanda have a bottle of wine all to herself. I think she probably did. I don't know why these phone plans have to be so difficult. 2G worth of data is this much and to add data would be this much unless you go with the family share plan, but if you go with the data share plan this will occur and you phone will stop working if you sneeze. Oh, and there is no need to to give us your phones, they are worthless. I'm glad I have a dumb phone.
The walking has been going fairly well. I went to the track yesterday amongst all the 13-14 year old. I got on the track and started in Lane 6, which is where I always start. I noticed the coach at the other end of the track waving to me, so I waved back. He waved again, a little more frantically. A cute little girl came up to me and said he was waving me out of Lane 6 and could I please move to Lane 3 because they were having timed runs. I smiled and said of course. Felt like a fool. Later I lapped this charming little girl and heard her say that so and so was a f**** b*** and a liar. This cute little girl with a pony tail actually said that! Oh, my! I had to finish the lap and leave. And it was her fault that I lost count of laps, so I may not have done the full three miles.
Guess I should head down there now. School is out and the coach probably won't be waving madly.