I’m Waffling on the Feast of the Annunciation!
Hello, my dear Celebrate Holiday readers! The Crawford domicile has been very busy of late and I am afraid I have left you with nothing to celebrate for far too long. So let's get right to it: Today, March 25th we have a harmonious mix of holidays for which I have a perfectly coordinated way to celebrate both. It is International Waffle Day (not to be confused with Waffle Day traditionally celebrated on August 24th and only in America) and the Feast of the Annunciation, a Holy Day of Obligation (translation- we go to church). This is the day we Catholics believe the Angel Gabriel appeared to Mary and told her she would conceive the Son of God- coincidentally nine months before, you guessed it: Christmas. We Catholics know our gestation periods, all right! So, what can you do to celebrate both? Well, if you are like me, you will do anything that involves eating, and then you'll feel guilty- the perfect reason to go to Mass! Eat waffles, then go to Mass. If you walk to church, you might even burn off some of those syrup calories! Here's an even bigger debate- should you go to the "International" House of Pancakes to eat your waffles? It is, after all "International". Hmm… I will be eating at Denny's, however, enjoying their Belgian Waffle Platter, and then attending my church, which is, conveniently, across the street. The main debate is whether to get up early and take my kids there for breakfast before school or waiting until they are gone before heading out leisurely by myself at a decent hour…. I'm sure God will understand. And besides, it's things like that that Confession is for. Notice how I have focused on eating your waffles out? Yes, after my last, rather cooking-heavy post, I have grown slightly tired of the kitchen drudgery and am simply not Martha Stewart enough to prepare any of her delicious-sounding homemade waffle recipes before I go celebrate God knocking up the Virgin Mary without even having to have SEX with her for goodness' sake. Wow, God, what a gyp. Well, I better go to bed before I go to h-e-double hockey sticks! Good luck, and goodnight!