Do you know the song, “Every party has a pooper, that’s why we invited you!!” Sometimes in college, my sorority sisters would chant it at me when I wanted to go home early on a Saturday night. And lately I have heard a chorus of this catchy tune go through my head because I have come to the realization that I am a holiday party pooper!!
I have never been a big fan of the minor holidays – Valentine’s Day, St. Patrick’s Day, Halloween, etc. I simply celebrate the holy trinity of holidays – Christmas, Easter and Thanksgiving. Otherwise it is just noise. This stand was never really an issue until I had my daughter. Now I have started to downright dislike these superfluous holidays because of how crappy a job I do at celebrating or even recognizing these holidays. I fear my mom card may be revoked soon.
I blame Facebook and Pinterest for my sudden inferiority complex. I wake up on the mornings of said holidays to pictures of friends’ children dressed in their holiday garb, eating special holiday color coded meals and toting homemade holiday treats for their friends and teachers. Come on what is going on out there? When did St. Patrick’s Day become a big hairy deal? I see green eggs and ham for breakfast. People are cutting out tiny green foot prints and having leprechauns pull pranks in their house. Who has the time or energy for these shenanigans? I am officially waving my party pooper flag.
Thank goodness for my mother-in-law. While she has never said anything about my party pooper tendencies, a box always arrives a week before certain holidays with some minor-holiday swag and clothing. So at the very least my daughter has the appropriate shirt to wear to school!
I don’t know if I will pass this terrible gene on to my daughter or if the pendulum will swing in the other direction, and she will have a flag outside her home for every holiday on earth. Only time will tell. In the mean time, sing with me, “Every party has a pooper, that’s why we invited you – PARTY POOPER!! “