Easter Weekend

Slow weekend. Each night I stayed up late working on my trip recaps. Ceil cooked homemade pizza Friday night. Watched some Royal Wedding stuff on Lifetime, then the Braves.

Saturday Ceil and Will took Anna to her rehearsal, then went Easter shopping. I got a dent into the needed housework, and drove to Johns Creek to pick up Anna. Just before dark I blew off the driveway.

Sunday morning we went to Verizon for the 10:30 Passion City service. Ceil had cooked hot cross buns. Will and Anna first went to the 9 am NP Sunday School. C, M, and I drove to Verizon early, arriving well before 9:30. We were the 29th car in the parking lot (it was easy to count: 14 rows of two). W and A made it to Verizon shortly before the service began. Saw Jennifer Girardeau and her young family.

When Louie came out, he looked down in front and happened to catch someone’s eye, just as he was talking about people looking nice for Easter. Matthew, sitting up front with friends, said Louie was talking to him, as far-fetched as that sounds. Louie usually wears weird designer shoes, but Sunday he sported new white adidas court shoes, with red stripes. Stood out against his black jeans, shirt, and tie. Guess he hasn’t been reading my Facebook posts.

My usher friend John said Friday night’s Chris Tomlin concert sold over 12,000 tickets, and people where squeezing in on the large grassy hill behind the amphitheater. The crowd was much smaller Sunday. The lower seating area was full, but that was about it. Interestingly, there was zero delay leaving the parking lot. Will parked somewhere different, but he arrived home just a minute after me.

I was sick the rest of the day, though I managed to get a little housework done. Big Easter dinner at home. Ceil and I napped and watched the Braves. The kids all had schoolwork to do, and Will mowed three lawns, leaving no time to practice baseball. Ceil went to bed at 8 pm. It was good not having fifty places to go for a change.

Caught the end of an ESPN show comparing Tom Brady to the other QBs drafted before him…Tee Martin, Chris Redman, Drew Henson, etc. Where Peyton Manning is almost overexposed, hardly a peep is heard from Brady. In the interview he tears up talking about his parents.