Happy early Father’s Day!
One of the most complicated things about having parents who are separated is having to figure out how to deal with certain special occasions. Who do we spend Christmas Eve with? Who gets to have us over on Christmas Day? As people who have an arguably unhealthy attachment to family, it’s actually a big thing.
You’d think that Father’s Day would be a no-brainer. But as it turns out, it’s not. Mom’s birthday is pretty darn close to that holiday (the day right after Father’s Day), which means there’s a bit of a conflict right there. And because we’ll ALL be working on Monday, the best time to celebrate mom’s thing is on Father’s Day itself. D:
Since birthdays trump parent days, we’ve arranged to celebrate Father’s Day today instead, and celebrate Mom’s birthday tomorrow. At the moment, we are gorging on pizza and lasagna. While watching Superman II. And geeking out over every damn thing we could find on the Internet (okay, we’re mostly looking at io9). And dad doesn’t seem all that bothered that we’re not celebrating Father’s Day on the day itself.
Meanwhile, mom gets to have a road trip to Los Banos so we can have breakfast at this place she loves and buy some of that really awesome coconut pie. EVERYONE WINS!
Given that the weekend’s gonna be pretty darn hectic, I’m sure that I won’t be able to get any posts done for tomorrow. With that in mind, I guess I’m just gonna have to say HAPPY FATHER’S DAY now. Just in case.