Food celebrations are kind of an easy day. I just eat what ever the celebration for the day is. Bada bing bada boom. Celebrated. Today was/still is Clam Chowder Day. I ate clam chowder. Go regional dishes!
I got Clam Chowder from BJ’s for dinner. It wasn’t the greatest clam chowder of my entire life but it was delicious enough to eat. The best clam chowder I’ve ever had was in Ireland. Kinsale, Ireland to be exact. The restaurant was called Fishy Fishy. It was the greatest thing ever. It came with chunks of rye bread and I got strawberries and cream for dessert. It was one of those food memory situations.
I would like to know where the greatest clam chowder of all time in the United States is located. If you know this information, please let me know. I will maybe try it. Maybe. But today was a success nonetheless.
All of my days have been a success thus far, in small and big ways. I have grown accustom to the daily challenges. It has sort of become a part of just what I do every day. I didn’t think that would happen initially. I remember telling my friends that I could spend 5 minutes celebrating and 15 minutes blogging about these obscurities and it would be a success. Well almost two months later and I’m realizing that my 5 and 15 policy was a gross underestimate.
And I’m ok with that. It has changed my days for the better. But it is not a cake walk, unless it’s a cake related day. I have days that I dread writing. I have days that I dread celebrating. But the point of this wasn’t to be happy every second of every day of my celebrations. It was to be happy over all. And over all, the really great days of celebrating make up for the days I am fussy.
Whenever I am fussy about blogging or think this was too much to handle someone reminds me I really love it. I have a couple of people that always encourage me and always make me feel like my posts matter. To them at least.
And that’s why I do it. For the Lauren and Will’s who always encourage me and ask me what the holiday of the day is. So thanks. I like to know that you people exist. I like to know that you all get some form of joy whilst reading this. If you don’t it’s cool. I’ll get over it (or you will..).
But now I need your help. I need it bad. Next month there is a day called Make Up Your Own Holiday Day. I need your suggestions. I’m going to select a holiday that one of you posts. That means you have to break out and actually comment. You don’t even have to use your real name, just leave a comment with your suggestion. It needs to be fairly reasonable. “Go to Space Day’ probably won’t be the one I pick. Unless you work for Virgin Airlines or NASA. And then it might be.
But give me your best shot. I promise to do my best to celebrate your suggestion. So get to suggesting.
Bada bing bada boom isn’t a regular part of my vocabulary. I promise.