Just any Day will do.

There is a host of days, official days, that go unnoticed for their worth of celebrating. 

For instance, did you know that there is a National Nutella Day? 

Everyone in most schools will fondly refer to Wildlife Wednesday.

There is a Childrens Day in June. That threw me a spoon. 

Today, January 23, is

National Handwriting Day

National Pie Day (and no not 3.14 Pi, real Pie, the pumpkin kind) 

and

Measure Your Feet Day.

Now why? Why is it the official day to measure your feet? Because there should be at least one day a day year where your small pigs and miniature fingers get recognized for their length and how important that is. Now I have found myself with the ravaged remains of a Chocolate Haupia Cream Pie sitting perched, legs crossed, measuring time with forkfuls of pie and spotify tracks trying to just truly appreciate this moment and the fact that today is for pie, and for me today is for this pie. I am celebrating the work and what I would call love, what others call sugar, that went into this slice of heaven. So I have another proposal (as usual) a proposal, a toast, an idea, that we begin every day with the intent to celebrate one element of this life. 

Beginning with Mother Teresa Thursday. (Hear hear comes roaring out from behind the silken curtains, popcorn is thrown joyously into the air in the peanut gallery, and a few sparkling ciders are broken out just to further toast Mother Teresa and her day. Thursday.) 

We can do one act of service, celebrate the goodness in not walking away, and pretend we all wear matronly veils and try to truly see the true beauty of those all around us. 

(one more cheer? Okay, alright, thank you, thank you. I'll take my bows now)