I am really not a big fan of the month of May any longer. My birthday is tomorrow, promptly followed by Mother's Day which at this stage really just boils down to the fact I should have taken down the Christmas lights by now. I don't see much fun in turning 37 and I don't particularly enjoy Mother's Day without my mom. Also, school is almost out making the kids just wound up and rotten.
I bought a couple of slices of cake today to celebrate the eve of the day of my birth, and Thing 2 dug her fingers into it as soon as she was home. I ate it anyway, but still. They both wanted to make me a whole new cake, which would really be just a whole new mess. That is an example of it's the thought that counts, that REALLY is the thought that counts. It has me nervous about what they might attempt this weekend.
I was seriously considering converting to Jehovah's Witness. No birthday, no Mother's Day. No Christmas lights, although that would definitely mean it's time to take them down. I did some serious research on the matter. Wikipedia, where all serious research is now done, says drinking alcoholic beverages is permitted in moderation but otherwise the denomination is a far bigger buzz kill than just no holidays. Patriarchal family structure probably wouldn't have flown well with me, we are rather fond of blood transfusions in this house, and I wholeheartedly support same sex marriage. Those are just my top three oh huh-uh red flags spotted on Wikipedia. There seems to be a whole lot of grace they're missing. So I will suck it up and let the kids celebrate me this weekend. And I will be keeping the Christmas lights. Probably on the roof year round.
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