In my last blogpost (yes... it has been a while) I explained that me and holidays are casual acquaintances at best. I explained it in the context of birthdays and the lesser holidays, but my issue extends all the way to the big holidays. Since I no longer live near my family or other folks who would similarly insist I celebrate holidays in flashy ways... I just... don't.
Like today, for instance. I slept in (score!) and my plan for the day is to grade a set of student papers. And I'm fine with that.
But... there is one thing that can get to me to let loose and go all out on a holiday. That thing?
YOU!
That's right... It's you, you crazy kids. I do silly, goofy, holiday-themed things because I think that you'll like them. So this morning when I finally did think about getting out of bed around 11am, it hit me. I could make a super tasty breakfast for myself and with a little adjustment... I could appear to give a hoot about the 4th of July.
Voila. Two birds. One stone. Six little red, white, and blue pancakes.
Now... if you're a better person than I am, you could probably color and flavor these pancakes with fruit purees and skip the Wilton colorings I used. If you do that... let me know how it goes. It was a touch odd eating technicolor pancakes that tasted like... normal buttermilk pancakes.
And though I'm not doing it big today, I am interested to know what the simple folk do. How are you celebrating your 4ths, kittens?
(To my kittens in Australia, Canada, England and elsewhere, you're not off the hook. I want to know what you're doing today too... just because I'm creepy like that.)
Happy 4th of July!
(for whatever that's worth to you and yours)
