It is indeed Mother’s Day today, and in my mother’s case it really is – twice over. Once upon a time, my mother became a mother on this day and month. Five years later (plus or minus 45 minutes – yes, we checked) it happened again and thus I have a younger sister. We have NO excuse for forgetting each other’s birthday anniversaries.
It’s a rare occurrence that I have a night off and $HOUSEMATE is away. That happens tonight. I was pondering what to do for the evening meal and had settled on a walk to the non-fast food Mexican restaurant in town. Good food, a decent walk, and with no driving I could have a drink or two.
And then I realized the date. 5 May. Cinco de Mayo. I’ve no problem with Mexico and people of Mexican ancestry having some pride in the victory at the Battle of Puebla. It’s the Americanized celebration of it in the form of too many people, excessively loud music, and too much low quality beer – even without getting that most do not realize the actual significance of the day. The day some claim it is, is actually September 16.
I’m a bit torn. I kinda want to go just to see how things are and if I can get a decent meal and some good (I do not expect great) drink. And I get to say “been there, done that.” But that is an if there. What do I do for a backup plan? Right now, no idea. Just turning around and walking home is unappealing, but it might the best choice. There really isn’t anything else between there and home. Even with a significant detour it’s really only fast food and I had quite enough of that from recent travel.
ADDENDUM: Decided to risk it and am glad I did. The music was not any louder than usual and while there was a crowd and a wait, it didn’t seem out of line with might be expected on a Friday night. The food was good, and the drink (just had one, but it was “jumbo”) was good – and I was glad to have planned on walking back home from the start. I did stop once on my way back get a dessert, something I rarely do nowadays.