I hereby decree that from this day forth, the 29th day of the month of May shall be known as: Everything Day!
Everything important in my life seems to happen on this day.
May 29, 1939: My mom's birthday. She is 70 this year and is not the least bit happy about that. She still thinks of herself in her 40's I think. But that's cool, she can do that. She can still run circles around me with a dust mop (and sometimes does, literally).
Mom always gets upset because she thinks she gets forgotten on her birthday - especially milestone birthdays. For example, she was was miffed that I was the one who got the cake on her 40th birthday, 30 years ago because ---
May 29, 1979: I graduated from high school. Yup 30 years. Good lord where the hell did those years go? Anyway I remember it like it was yesterday. My sister baked me a cake that was shaped like a piano.
It was very selfish of me to have my high school graduation fall on mom's 40th birthday.
Thee years later, I was planning my wedding. Toby and I had originally chosen April 24, but there were some complications with that date, and we had to reschedule. Mom volunteered to help us find another place and date, and it absolutely could not be any later than Memorial Day because, (gasp) my gown had long sleeves, and it just wasn't done that a June bride wore long sleeves. So guess what day she managed to secure for us?
May 29, 1982: 27 years ago today, I got married. I got a cake that day too. You can also imagine that I was a bit distracted with my own event to remember to bake a cake for mom. I did arrange for the DJ to sing her a happy birthday song -- which had to be worked into his schedule of obligatory wedding dances.
Every May 29, since, I have celebrated an anniversary. Can I be forgiven for thinking of that day as my anniversary first, and mom's birthday second? I never forget to send flowers afterall.
There is another fun fact about this day.
Those of you who have my book "By Right of Will" go ahead and open up to the first page, and check out the date. Yup, May 29, 1588. Mom was tickled that I picked that date as the birthday of my main character. But there's a secret to it. You see, I found my character while doing research into my own genealogy. There really was a William Fylbrigge and his birthday really was May 29. I changed the year to suit my story -- just don't tell mom.
So, Happy Birthday Mom!
Happy Birthday Will!
Happy Anniversary Lorrie and Toby!
Happy 30th Graduation Anniversary Lorrie!
And Happy Everything Day to all of you.
Everything important in my life seems to happen on this day.
May 29, 1939: My mom's birthday. She is 70 this year and is not the least bit happy about that. She still thinks of herself in her 40's I think. But that's cool, she can do that. She can still run circles around me with a dust mop (and sometimes does, literally).
Mom always gets upset because she thinks she gets forgotten on her birthday - especially milestone birthdays. For example, she was was miffed that I was the one who got the cake on her 40th birthday, 30 years ago because ---
May 29, 1979: I graduated from high school. Yup 30 years. Good lord where the hell did those years go? Anyway I remember it like it was yesterday. My sister baked me a cake that was shaped like a piano.
It was very selfish of me to have my high school graduation fall on mom's 40th birthday.
Thee years later, I was planning my wedding. Toby and I had originally chosen April 24, but there were some complications with that date, and we had to reschedule. Mom volunteered to help us find another place and date, and it absolutely could not be any later than Memorial Day because, (gasp) my gown had long sleeves, and it just wasn't done that a June bride wore long sleeves. So guess what day she managed to secure for us?
May 29, 1982: 27 years ago today, I got married. I got a cake that day too. You can also imagine that I was a bit distracted with my own event to remember to bake a cake for mom. I did arrange for the DJ to sing her a happy birthday song -- which had to be worked into his schedule of obligatory wedding dances.
Every May 29, since, I have celebrated an anniversary. Can I be forgiven for thinking of that day as my anniversary first, and mom's birthday second? I never forget to send flowers afterall.
There is another fun fact about this day.
Those of you who have my book "By Right of Will" go ahead and open up to the first page, and check out the date. Yup, May 29, 1588. Mom was tickled that I picked that date as the birthday of my main character. But there's a secret to it. You see, I found my character while doing research into my own genealogy. There really was a William Fylbrigge and his birthday really was May 29. I changed the year to suit my story -- just don't tell mom.
So, Happy Birthday Mom!
Happy Birthday Will!
Happy Anniversary Lorrie and Toby!
Happy 30th Graduation Anniversary Lorrie!
And Happy Everything Day to all of you.
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