Tomorrow is the date when my grandfather celebrated his saint's day and so did I as a child (same surname).
We didn't do so since 30, 40 years - besides saying -traditionally- "Happy saint's day".
Since three days, my mother's asks me if I wanted to go to an restaurant, what I wanted as present, if she should order some meals ... ten times today within 60 minutes.
Due to the hot weather, my aunt and she can't go out, she can't walk momentarily longer, doesn't feel good ... name it.
Of course I know that just wants to thank me, but this noon I became a bit louder