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Monday, March 15, 2010

Weekend Roundup...

The farmer had a birthday over the weekend.  I say "had" rather than "celebrated" on purpose.  The farmer is not a "celebration" kinda guy.  I knew that when I married him and yet, somehow, I have always thought if I did just the right thing, bought just the right gift, baked just the right cake, he would miraculously turn into a "celebration kinda guy".  Once again, my hopes were dashed.

I think people are either celebration people or non-celebration people.  I come from a long line of celebrators.  We celebrate anything.  We love material offerings.  We will go out for a celebratory meal at the drop of a hat.   I remember one time when I was a child,my grandmother, the original celebrator, came running out the front door purse in hand  and jumped into our car where my mother, father, brother and I were waiting. We were a good half mile down the road before she realized we were NOT going out to eat, we were NOT celebrating a forgotten birthday or anything else but were in fact just going to ride up the highway so that we could see the odometer on my fathers l964 Chevy Impala turn over to 100,000 miles.  Nonplussed, she decided that was better than sitting at home and joined in the odometer celebration.

The farmer on the other hand comes from a long line on non-celebrationists.  His mother baked him a cake for his birthday and some years he got a gift.  That was it.  His father (the original farmer) never received a gift without saying "that's nice, what am I supposed to do with it?"  They were not celebrators.  PLEASE don't get me wrong.  Both the farmer's parents were the best people and VERY best inlaws that were ever placed on this Earth...celebrators, however, they were not.  Both farmhands have taken after their father.  I am the lone celebrator in a sea of non-celebrators.

The farmer is content.  He wants nothing.  Nothing.  It's a wonderful way to go through life but it makes gift-buying a real bip.   And so it was in this atmosphere that the farmer "celebrated" his 54th came... we dined out, ate cake and opened gifts..... and it went.  And though he didn't say it, I know he was thinking ..."what am I supposed to do with this?..."

I posted the above photo of my Easter tree...I LIKE to Easter tree is up...I am ready...bring on the celebration.


  1. Haha! I'm in the club for non-celebrators. Hubby also. I grew up that way, hubs is a convert. Not that hubby cared, he can't stand attention brought his way. I hate to have fuss made over me or be the center of attention for any reason. As does hubby. My son is not an attention grabber either and the fuss thing he feels is over rated. So celebrations are handled quietly at our house too. When he was little we did the birthday bashes. Now he'll take the cash and clothes please. What's funny is I love to decorate for all the holidays and love when people stop in for a visit and piece of cake or pie. Just no fussin' please.

  2. Wait a second.. are we married to the same guy? LOL! They are so much alike and so are we :) My husband is the first to celebrate anyone but him though. He gives the sweetest gifts & always buys the cakes. I think I'm gonna make me one of them Easter trees today - so pretty!

  3. Simple contentment. That's what it's all about. I like to celebrate more than my hubby, but I think the moms need to keep the family traditions going. But grasping Simplicity is something I need to practice!

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