Some of you may be celebrating Cinco de Mayo today. That is your right. It's worth celebrating, to be sure. But I always celebrate it because it's the first day of Novakkah. My family celebrates it too (obvs)! Except for Special K (this year). He is away at a conference right now, so he is missing the celebration. I am thinking he is okay with this (he isn't really that into party hats, shocking, I know).
Some of you may be wondering what Novakkah entails. Well, let me tell you. It's 8 days of celebrating me! Not to be vain or anything, but I like myself. I hope you all like yourselves (because, really, you are the only you you've got). But the whole 8 days thing is really an offshoot of Birthday Week (which the rest of my family enjoys). Birthday Week was something that I got from my friend Amy in Maine. When I was in grad school, many moons ago, I told my friend Stacey about Birthday week and she, in turn, told me about her friend Joanna who celebrates Joannakkah (I don't know her, but Joanna is kind of my hero). Joanna might be Jewish, so it's probably more appropriate for her to label it as such, but I figure my coopting of the idea would be okay (what with Christmakkah and all). Because really, what's better than 7 days of celebrating one's birthday? That's right, celebrating for 8 days.
It's not just about presents (though presents are a really fun part of the whole Novakkah experience, I won't lie); but it's also about doing the things that I enjoy. When we celebrate birthday week for the kids, it's about doing a kindness for the person being celebrated to honor them. Because my kids are, you know, small, they aren't doing much of anything besides being cute. And since K is gone this week, it means that I am doing a great deal of honoring myself on my own. This is okay. I made myself my favorite food last night, with enough for leftovers so I don't have to cook tonight (and maybe tomorrow night either). I mean, bi bim bap, it's so festive, how can you not love it?
I also got myself a book that I have been wanting to read for quite some time. And since Penguin started reprinting classic books with these gorgeous bindings, how could I not capitlize on this opportunity for acquisition?
So since my first Novakkah gift is a book, I figure that would be a good gift to kick this whole thing off with. Today's "gift" is Clara Parke's The Knitter's Book of Yarn. If you are not familiar with the book, it can best be described as awesome. The information in the book is fantastic and the patterns are great. I received my first copy of this book shortly after it was first published, but my mother-in-law saw it and thought of me and bought it, fully aware that I probably already had it. She told me to pass it along, so that is what I am doing here.
If you want a shot of getting this book, all you need to do it leave a comment (on THIS post) telling me about your best birthday memory. I have a lot of fond birthday memories, but probably the best is the year that my dad remembered my birthday (when I was an adult, I reminded him during the early years). I was born two months prematurely and my dad never remembered that my birthday was in May. I would always get calls the first week of July from him and he would ask, "don't you have a birthday coming up?" It sort of became a joke for me and K. The year my dad remembered, K called him to remind him, so he didn't remember on his own, but it was a big surprise to get my dad's birthday phone call at home and the call that went to my cell's voicemail with him singing happy birthday to me. So that's my best memory, what's yours?
I will take comments for this post, and the next 7, until 11:59 E.S.T. (or 2359, if you are so inclined), Wednesday, the 12th. Please leave your responses on the appropriate post. One entry per post. I will show you the gift each day and tell you what you need to do to try your hand at getting it...it's like a party game, which I usually hate, but whatever, when it's a blog giveaway it's fun, right? Giftees will be selected on the 13th and gifts sent out on either the 14th or 15th (or whenever giftees send me their addresses). Sound good?
Happy Cinco de Mayo!