Well, it seems that I missed posting on Tuesday. I guess that the two posts on Monday will have to fill the void.
I am willing to admit that my joy over the prospect of cheap, plentiful ethanol may have been premature. But I am never one to pass up the opportunity for a happy dance--just ask my partner. I've been known to dance just because I'm happy to be home from work or we're having meatloaf.
I'm also one to break into song for no good reason. I got that from my mother, I think. She would sing or quote poetry at the drop of a hat.
How do you celebrate? And why? Does it take a high holy day or is Wednesday good enough?