Well that's that! I've finished putting away my Solstice Pole and other Longest Day decorations and now I'm ready to enjoy the summer. Since the magic web of the Internet covers the entire world, if you happen to be reading this from the Southern Hemisphere, I'm sorry that winter has arrived. Here, the kids are out of school, the neighborhood pool is open, and it's already hot! I had a wonderful birthday and Father's Day in the last couple weeks, but I'd like to register a formal complaint about Father's Day, if I could.
I'm of the opinion that Father's Day in the United States needs to be moved to the second or third week in September. First of all, as it stands, Father's Day is just a little too close to Mother's Day -- so close, in fact, that it feels almost like an afterthought (which in undoubtedly was in the first place). Secondly, Mother's Day falls within the school year, and all of my kids are required to create school projects for Mom. As a result, I barely get any terribly awesome hand-crafted Father's Day memories from my wonderful kids. My final reason can be expressed in just one word: FOOTBALL. Nothing sounds better to me than sitting on the couch with an ice cold Mexican Coke (or substitute your favorite beverage) watching my team play some good old-fashioned American Football on Father's Day. Dad's, do you hear what I'm saying? Lets organize and get this holiday moved!