Happy Early New Year. I figure if they can start playing Christmas music on the 2nd of November, I can wish you Happy New Year a couple of weeks later. Okay, now I am going to bore you with the tale of the Calendar Breakfast.
At least, my kids were bored with it for several years.
Each January 1st, at breakfast, the old calendar is taken down and brought to the table. The pages are turned back to the January before and one by one each month is looked at again, event by event. There's the Valentine's party that Ben went too, look at all those MD appointments for the old man, here's when Aunt Ann came to visit and there's the weekend of the soccer tourney (we lost
but we finished a strong third :wink: ),
here's the trip to Uncle Fred's and there's the day, the week, the nights that Granddad was so sick before he died, here's when A. started classes, and there's the three shows that L had for her jewelry.
You get it. The year is reviewed, remembered and then put away.
In some houses there is a fireplace where they burn each month after they look at it. We kept ours in a stack in a basket at the top of the closet. (I can tell you if I had a dentist appointment in April 1992.)
Now that the kids are grown and L and I go to Florida for Christmas and New Years, we haven't had a Calendar breakfast for several years. Looking at the calendars at the bookstore this afternoon reminded me of those mornings when we, like Janus, would look back at the past and then again, like Janus, look forward to a bright future as we hung up the new calendar on the wall.
Much love,
Joe