Jaybird can barely keep his eyes open when he’s not at work these days, so I volunteered to fill in for him again.
This weekend is our anniversary weekend… but we’re busy with family and other things. Jaybird’s birthday? Well, that took place on the day he was flying out to Doha.
Fortunately enough, we have refined the art of “kicking it to the right”.
This skill is one we first discovered back in the spring of 2002 when I was finishing my undergrad degree. I had multiple finals *on my birthday*. The following weekend, despite the flush of success from having finished with school, I was bemoaning how my finals ruined my birthday. I don’t even remember which of us had the epiphany, but whoever it was suddenly realized that WAIT! There was no reason whatsoever we couldn’t just make that day my birthday. In fact, we could celebrate my birthday all fishing weekend if we wanted to! We could celebrate it all week if we felt like it! And thus were born two noble traditions: kicking it to the right, and birthday weeks.
These days, birthday weeks are 13 days long, and mostly consist of not having to do stuff, rather than wild extravagances. Although my great-aunt recently turned 80, and she’s been celebrating wildly and enthusiastically for the last 3 months, so she’s kind of raised the bar: the Jaybird-dreaded “birthday month” may make a reappearance this April.
Kicking it to the right, on the other hand, remains intact, unchanged for the last 13 years. We’ve used it for birthdays, anniversaries, and even celebrating my master’s degree. (I had the flu graduation weekend.) We’ll be celebrating our anniversary next weekend, and Jay’s birthday the week after that. And nobody in our house ever feels like an important occasion was ruined, or like they have to scramble to make a day special when they are beset with difficulties. “Kick it to the right?” one of us asks. And the other one always agrees.
So…. what’s on your docket?