Monday, Feb. Somethingth: Fill-in-the-Blank Day
Today is a holiday. Well, debatable. Let's start again.
Today is a day where school, the gym, and half the mall is closed. Because it is, in Saskatchewan, Family Day. A day where we can all gather round the crackling fire and great-grandpa can recount tales of Family Days past from his rocking chair. Fam'ly Day, he sighs nostalgically, is a day where'n we can all come together, from li'l Timmy to Max, the half-blind retriever who's older 'n me in dog years; we come here, he continues, takin' this here day outta the whole 365 of 'em-- well, now, 366 in a leap year-- to be with those special people we call fam'ly. Because we can' git to the malls, no; no, them's closed. An' we can' git to them exercisin' places, neither, and the li'l ones ain' gittin' to school, now, because it's a day tha' fam'lies be doin'... Ah... Well, come to think o' it, I ain't too sure what we s'ppose to be doin'--
Let's move south to the good ol' US of A now, where it's Presidents' Day. We come to the window of an old brick house to a crackling fireplace-- wait a minute, Presidents' Day?! They run the whole entire country; every day is their day! Does anyone else find this a li'l bit ridiculous? I've seen my share of bogus holidays-- International Pickle Day, National Chocolate-Covered Raisin Day (US), Valentine's Day-- but we don't shut down half the province or, in the case of our brilliant neighbours, the entire country to celebrate (insert noun here) by (insert present progressive verb here).
I move that this become Create-Your-Own Holiday Day. I am declaring this Throw Gummi Bears/ Cute Shoes/ Money at Nicole Day. Please second my motion and join with me in creating a truly significant holiday.
Today is a day where school, the gym, and half the mall is closed. Because it is, in Saskatchewan, Family Day. A day where we can all gather round the crackling fire and great-grandpa can recount tales of Family Days past from his rocking chair. Fam'ly Day, he sighs nostalgically, is a day where'n we can all come together, from li'l Timmy to Max, the half-blind retriever who's older 'n me in dog years; we come here, he continues, takin' this here day outta the whole 365 of 'em-- well, now, 366 in a leap year-- to be with those special people we call fam'ly. Because we can' git to the malls, no; no, them's closed. An' we can' git to them exercisin' places, neither, and the li'l ones ain' gittin' to school, now, because it's a day tha' fam'lies be doin'... Ah... Well, come to think o' it, I ain't too sure what we s'ppose to be doin'--
Let's move south to the good ol' US of A now, where it's Presidents' Day. We come to the window of an old brick house to a crackling fireplace-- wait a minute, Presidents' Day?! They run the whole entire country; every day is their day! Does anyone else find this a li'l bit ridiculous? I've seen my share of bogus holidays-- International Pickle Day, National Chocolate-Covered Raisin Day (US), Valentine's Day-- but we don't shut down half the province or, in the case of our brilliant neighbours, the entire country to celebrate (insert noun here) by (insert present progressive verb here).
I move that this become Create-Your-Own Holiday Day. I am declaring this Throw Gummi Bears/ Cute Shoes/ Money at Nicole Day. Please second my motion and join with me in creating a truly significant holiday.
posted by Big, Scary Phil-- with a gun @ 11:24 AM
1 Comments:
At 9:40 AM,
Anonymous said…
I second the motion. But only if I can make a "Throw-Zoe-up-in-the-air-and-catch-her-again-and-then-run-around-with-parachutes-and-jump-off-things" day.
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