My mom and I have a theory. Ever wondered what moron decided to make the months all have a different number of days? Especially February. They all stick with 30 or 31 and then here comes February struting along with 28 days. Seriously? How unorganized as that. (And I'm sure any OCD readers are going to completely understand what I mean...)
So here's our theory: One pivotal February when I was in high school I just knew the answer. February only has 28 days for a reason. It was done completely on purpose. It had to have been. Because I am not kidding when I say how strongly believe how suicide rates would go up dramatically if we had to go to 29 more than once every four years, and getting to day 30 or 31 in February? It would kill the majority of the population.
Think about it. Have you felt a little down lately and not known for sure why? Have you been a little irritable? Annoyed? Stressed? Busier than normal and just wish you could find a way to get your life back? Have you been looking for a cause to your bad moods or saddened dispositions? If so, I'm here with the answer. IT'S FEBRUARY!
I'm serious. I was talking to my mom while driving yesterday and were discussing how rotten we were feeling about everything when *bang* it hit me. Duh, it's the blasted month with 28 days. It's the curse of all curses. I even woke up the morning of the 1st of February awaiting the dump of the awful month and since then and now had completely forgotten, yet felt the ominous presence of February unconsciously. It's sneaky like that. Creeping up on you and biting you right in the butt.
Now, I'm not saying that nothing good happens in February, (although I don't like Valentine's day for everything except for the chocolate that goes on sale afterward and the kid valentine cards that are just great), because I know some great people with birthdays in February, (love ya Nan, Julie, Danielle, and Erica. Who knew so many of my friends were born in February? :), and they add some cheer to the otherwise dismal month, but still. Bleh. I mean, groundhogs day? He saw his dang shadow. More winter. wahoo.
Yuck. So I'm proposing that we band together against the month of February. Write your local and state officials a letter, collect signatures for petitions, raise the picket signs, and go on strike against February. We can beat this month! (or really, all I'm asking is to at least make it through alive!)
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ok whatever - maybe if you realized February is National Embroidery Month you'd think twice before ruthlessly ripping apart those blessed 28 days of stitchery
Oh Angela, you're a freak. Just kidding, I think you're hilarious! I love Feb. My b-day is on the 28th, and I love it.
You absolutly crack me up. I can feel your seriousness in your words. And I understand...you have to cram everythign that you do in a month into 2 or 3 less days. Lame.
ha ha for sure February sucks. Then again, so does January. And March. April the suckyness is finally starting to get under control. Bring on the Spring. You're so funny!
I can think of one fantastic February event...Angela and Katie hot seat dinner! Come live in my basement.
I really hope you will devote a blog post to last night's festivities since I missed out. I came home from campus and just crashed. I was way sad I missed out on the fun, so hopefully you can share a little piece of the joy with me.
At least you got to choose a cute new backdrop for your blog because it is February... :D I know you hate me (because you hate my birthday month), but you should spend it in Florida, like me. It makes you feel MUCH better.
Haha, I should have gone to Florida. :) And I don't hate you! I mentioned you specifically about how you make it better! Silly Nan. And what are we going to do for your birthday, huh?
You are hilarious! And in fact I agree with you with the exception to the 15th day of the month that being the day I was given life, but I feel you have an extremely valid point!
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