Saturday was, for the most part, highly ordinary. I spent the morning doing my usual errands and grocery run.
Erin took the kids over to her parents’ house for the afternoon, so I returned to a very quiet house. After I got everything put away, I was able to indulge in one of these “naps” that I hear people talk about. I can definitely see the appeal.
Amelia stayed the night at Grandma and Pop Pop’s, and Erin, Henry and I had a nice low-key evening at home, enjoying some time in the backyard. Tomorrow night Henry will be Henry’s turn to stay at Grandma and Pop Pop’s.
So it was a pretty unblogworthy day all in all…until I got a text from my dad in the evening reminding me that it was, in fact, Sneak Zucchini Onto Your Neighbor’s Porch Night!
When I was a kid, I had this almanac that was filled with all kinds of obscure holidays, and we always thought this was one of the most obscure and goofy. I’ve never really celebrated it properly, I suppose, but I do have some nice zucchini in the house and was tempted.
But I’m pretty sure my neighbors are away camping, so it would have been an empty gesture. Oh well…maybe next year.