Ok, this is a little off the beaten path, but it’s May Day, so that’s reason to celebrate. I don’t know all the traditions surrounding it, but here’s what I do know. You’re supposed to make May Baskets and fill them with treats, candies, and non-mousetrap surprises. Then go to the homes of friends, family, boyfriends, and girlfriends. Set a Basket on the front step, ring the doorbell (or knock if the recipient still lives in the 70’s), and run like crazy. The person getting the basket is supposed to try to catch you and, doing so, give you a kiss.
Yeah, it was probably less fun when you were 6 years old and mom made you give one to little Susie down the street. But when you were 16 and Susie was now a babe, you suddenly seemed to run a little slower than in your “younger” days.
I didn’t really know how May Day got started, so I did a wee bit of research. According to some sites, it began on May 1, 1884, when the Federation of Organized Trades and Labor Unions stipulated that a legal work day comprised 8 hours. It may be true, it may not be, but it sounds good. And who cares anyways, because it’s all about the candy. My favorites are Butterfingers, Heath Bars, and Cadbury Cream Eggs, so if I’m getting a May Day Basket from you…
Recommended Activity: Make a May Basket for someone (or somefew) and hand them out, but be sure you have your sneakers on. Or just give them to yourself…it’s more delicious that way, plus that whole kissing thing…
