Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Catching Up

I'm back at home and now that I've caught up on sleep I  can spend as much time and bandwidth as I want telling you about the holidays for the past three days!

August 14th was National Creamsicle Day! The closest I got to celebrating that day was eating ice cream, because finding a creamsicle while staying in a hotel is a lot harder than it sounds.

August 15th was National Relaxation Day! I celebrated this day every spare second I could. Which turned out to be a lot since I had an international flight with an 8-hour layover.

August 15th was also National Failures Day! I also celebrated this day in the form of failing to sleep very much at all. I can't express how happy I am that I failed, but the planes and pilots succeeded.

Finally, today is Bratwurst Festival! I have to say that I'm mildly disappointed in the fact that the day I come back is a food holiday since those are so simple to talk about and celebrate. I will say that a fairly recent story I have about hot dog related things is that even though I spent eight hours in Chicago yesterday, I didn't have a chicago style dog. Why? Because no hot dog is worth eight dollars. Maybe I'll try and get one when I'm not in an airport where the prices are set almost as high as the flight paths.

Thanks for reading!
~Kyle

Saturday, August 13, 2011

It Wasn't Me

Today is National Blame Someone Else Day! Today is the perfect day to blame anything on anybody near by. I wouldn't say that it is a day to not take responsibility for anything, as some things you do might be good. If anything goes wrong though, just point at your appointed scapegoat of the moment and run away when they aren't looking.

Thanks for reading!
~Kyle

Friday, August 12, 2011

Stuck in the Middle

Today is Middle Child's Day! Since I am a middle child, I'm pretty much a pro on them. Middle child's are always by far the most appreciated by the public, because we are the underdog story. We aren't quite as well trained as the older child, and never got quite the recognition that was given to the younger child. I would go in to full detail on my life as a middle child, but I really don't want to ignore any of this awesome trip. So instead, I will someday regale you with tales from my past. Until then, if you are a middle child, take some extra time out of your day to let yourself know how great you are. I say extra time because we all know we already spend a lot of time doing that on a regular basis.

Thanks for reading!
~Kyle