Anniversaries and Suchlike

A little research revealed that Alexandria's Hazardous Waste Collection Day no longer exists. In 1988, it was the same day we wed: May 7th. I'm not going to draw any parallels, but you are welcome to. (Insert winky face here.)

I think he was lobbying for the biggest slice.

Also, as we did 28 years ago, we will share our day with the Kentucky Derby.

As if all this wasn't special enough, this is the weekend on which Mother's Day falls, as it did the year we married. Which was not a big deal then, when motherhood was nowhere on my map of future destinations.

It kind of sucks when your special days are lumped together. I always wondered if kids who had a birthday in December felt robbed. Did they get fewer gifts? (This is for your birthday AND Christmas.) Did anyone want to eat birthday cake with all of those Christmas cookies at hand?

And what about siblings who have birthdays a few days apart. Did they feel cheated because they had to share the spotlight? Did they get less goodies because it was such a budget-buster?

I was thinking my mom had planned this pretty well, then I remembered that brother #2 and brother #3 were born two days apart. The fact that there was a 13-year difference between them probably helped. Also, I'm confident that my mother, who was excruciating fair and who planned to the penny, certainly had this worked out.

So, back to me. I'm wondering how this anniversary/Mother's Day thing is going to go. Mr. and I will be dining at a swanky steak place to celebrate the day of our wedding. No party tray this time. I am tempted to bake a devil's food, just for old time's sake, and top it with the wedding cake toppers that I still have in my china cabinet. But I will not...this time, there aren't six other people around to help us eat its chocolately goodness. On the other hand, we could get some champagne, and I could drink myself silly after dinner and pour some on the carpet. Then we could get up tomorrow morning and drive to Cape May. Or not. (It's a few hours further away than it is from Alexandria.)

As for Mother's Day, I suspect that celebration is going to be postponed. My kid has other obligations tomorrow, and anyhow, it's hell trying to get a seat in a restaurant for breakfast on Mother's Day. I believe I'm going to take matters into my own hands and make it my day, anyhow. Mr. and I will go shopping at Barnes and Noble. We'll walk around and buy stuff. Maybe take a walk in the park. Pick up something for dinner -- I'm not cooking tomorrow. But I will be thinking about my mom, whom, I hope, will be smiling down at us.

As for the rest of you, whether you're mothers of babies or children or cats or dogs, Happy Mother's Day to all of you.

Celebrate well!