This is Not Happening
It's my opinion that we are creatures of habit. We like to do things a certain way. Whether it's having a bowl of frosty vanilla ice cream smothered in chocolate sauce with pink coconut flakes on top, there is a way we like to do things. I know a man who has had a bologna sandwich and a Little Debbie brownie every work day for very nearly the last 26 years. 26 years, people. And this person gets a little lost when his lunch does not contain those particular items. I hear about it when I get home from work.But 2020 takes the cake with canceling and changing things. Big things like concerts and football have been canceled. Seriously, what does one do with a football-less and hockey-less husband?! It was touch and go for a while there, I tell you. He almost didn't survive.
But don't feel sorry for me.
Each of us has had to deal with the abnormality-the weirdness.
Some didn't get to participate in the shin-kicking contest. Who does this? And how do you prepare for this event? Do you walk up to random strangers and invite them to kick you? And why the shin? It makes my legs hurt just thinking about it.
The World Egg Throwing Championship was also canceled. With real eggs. I checked. They were not using the plastic Easter eggs. (I hope everyone leaves their pet hen at home. I could only imagine the devastation she would feel watching all her hard work go down the drain with a clumsy toss or someone with butter fingers.)
And the worm charming contest? You guessed it. Canceled. Yep. No one had the chance to win the big prize for this particular contest. (How does one go about charming worms? Do you dress up and bring them roses? Do you play a song on an English horn like snake charmers and they dance for you? Do you hold them in your hand and tell them they're pretty? How did this even become a thing?! I need to know! And what's the prize? A golden worm statue similar to an Oscar? And if you won said statue, would you put it on the fireplace mantel?)
And I have it on good authority the cheese rolling contest as well as bird watching were all canceled. (How do you cancel bird watching? Are there no fly-zones posted? Are we not allowed to look if one gets lost and flies overhead, disregarding the safety of those below? I feel I must tell someone that I have seen countless birds. They're everywhere. I went to the park, and wham. Birds.)
So, in order to do our part to keep our friends, families, and children safe, FRCS will not be having our annual Grandparent's Day festivities. And the nursing home visits? Yea. Canceled. But don't fret. Life will get back to normal. There will be a shin-kicking, worm charming, egg tossing, cheese rolling, bird watching, Grandparent's Day return for all to enjoy. It's just not yet.