I kinda have never gotten Labor Day. I mean I get it intellectually, but as far as getting excited about celebrating it....not ever. I don't have a specific reason, it just doesn't "tickle my fanny" as my family says. (Guess what wisdom soothsayer came up with that inside outside upside down phrase, yep Ry).
I know there are lots of folks who get out on the road and have the last hurrah of the summer but we just tend to stay home or stay close to home. In years past we have attended the celebrations and dances at one or another of the Native American pueblos close to here. Always a treat to see the Arts and Crafts and most especially the dancing and dancers in their colorful attire. But both Shelley and Sweet Man work on Monday, so it will be me and the grands. When I asked the grands if they wanted to go to any of the pueblos, they both said with no conviction whatsoever, "I guess if you do". I'm trying to think of something that will be happy inducing for them that this olde broad can handle.
Here's the reason. I have a tooth that needs to be yanked out. It is one I had a root canal on a bazillion years ago, so no real tooth pain but it is wiggly and the surrounding area is UGLY and does have pain in it. Clove oil is my best friend right now. Couldn't get all my ducks in a row to get to the dentist until Weds. So quiet fun sounds good to me. But when you are 9 and 13.....thats almost an oxymoron.
Maybe a movie fest and all the trimmings for them. Or a 4 hour long Monotony, er Monopoly game. Or I could make them work by pulling weeds and then we'd all be sad, so that's out. I know!!!!!!!. We'll have a game of "let's clean out the garage and see what we have lost over the summer in the piles of junkin' that Shelley and I have drug home. Nope, I don't think I'll have any takers on that either. Or I could introduce them to the world of "sweet pickle relish" canning.
Remember those cucumber plants we put on each side of the entryway to the new and improved front patio? Well I guess I've finally found something that likes the shade of the morning and late afternoon and broiling sun of the midday because I literally have given away and eaten more cucumbers this year than heretofore in my life. So why not make pickles, and relish and cucumber sandwiches and cucumber salad and cucumbers facials. But not on Monday, I'll wager.
So what are you going to be doing on this long weekend? I hope whatever it is, that you have the best, most fun and safest Labor Day ever.
Smooches and Squoozes, Oma Linda