What Makes A Holiday A Holiday

So whatcha got planned for our day off? That's right, we laborers get to celebrate all our work on Labor Day, September 3rd. I've done all kinds of celebrating on Labor Day. Some lunches, some dinners and some weekends camping in the mountains.

For most of us a Labor Day celebration involves some form of leisure. For me that usually involves someone else doing the cooking. So I like celebrating with good food and drink at a fine restuarant. Ahhh, the sweet good life.

But unfortunately for me, my Ex (when we were together) didn't really like the restaurant plan. She liked fishing in a Virginia reservior for our holiday. I was so crazy about her that not only did I give up my lunch, I rowed the boat across the reservoir and then all the way back to the dock. It was a metal row boat and slightly unsteady, but I made it to the dock and earned my "butch" points for the rest of the year. To be young and a lesbian in love...what we will do!!!

Nowadays I've settled with the love of my life, Kathleen, and we have our US Open (tennis) tournament holiday that always happens over Labor Day. So we always have a plan. And in this relationship we just order for delivery. I've matured, dontchathink?!?

Shazaam...It's Dinnertime!!!

It seems that every evening the world stops. and Kathleen and I contemplate what's for dinner. We could cook or we could order delivery...and then if we do cook, who cooks and do we have the food or do we need to make a run to the grocery store. And then if we phone for delivery, who pays, and will it be cash or credit. Or we could just go out to eat. But then who wants to go out when it's freezing outside and threatening some kind of rain/ice/snow?

These are just a few of the logistical issues we seem to face when it comes to dinnertime. And then there's the pressing issue of what to eat and will it be healthy and on our diets and not include any restricted foods.

Kathleen and I usually keep it simple and order pizza. But I'm getting to know the pizza delivery guy too well (soon I'll ask his first name and where he's going to college).

So I have resolved to cook more and do new recipes. At least it won't be quite so predictable and boring. And of course all of this involves new pots and pans. I begged for a flat-bottom wok. It had to be a Calphalon. And it came yesterday. Its beautiful, and I'm afraid to use it. But I will. I'm going to do stir-fry. I've got the tofu, oil and vegetables. Now it's just shazaam...it's dinnertime!!!