Saturday is Banana Bread Day.
That's a good thing, in and of itself, but it's bad because it marks the end of the holiday season. I know, for many of you, the holiday season ends with New Year's Day, but since there are four seasons in a year, I figure that the holiday season should be three months long.
Here's how my calendar is broken up: Thanksgiving to Banana Bread Day is the Holiday Season; the next three months are the Non-Holiday Season (I don't get any paid holidays from President's Day to Memorial Day--what's up with that?); then there's Rerun Season, although some networks are starting to stagger the start dates of their shows; and then you've got College Football Season from late-August to late-November (bowl games are fun but largely irrelevant).
So celebrating holidays, however obscure, is clearly important to me. But I haven't blogged about any of them yet. It's time for that to change. Off the top of my head I know I've observed at least 11 holidays since I first arrived in NYC, and I'll be spending the next few weeks describing all of the joy those days brought to me (if anything truly momentous happens during that time, I'll interrupt my holiday posts to blog about it). I'll be doing it chronologically, and the first one is Thanksgiving, which is more of a holiday weekend than just a single day (one of the hallmarks of a truly great holiday), which means I have a lot to write about, so I'll make that a separate post. I hope you all enjoy retroactively celebrating with me.