Monday, May 5, 2008

I Forgot...

Oh, yeah, I forgot all about May Day! (This is twice now, I forgot about the entire holiday, and then I forgot to post about it.) It has been just a little hectic around here so I guess I'll forgive myself...

Anyhow, I was reminded of the holiday at about 2:30 in the afternoon and up until that moment, I was hurriedly cleaning the house as guests were due to arrive in less than three hours. I glanced around at the house and determined, "...good enough!" and ran to the store to get supplies for May Day Baskets. They included:

*a 40-count package of cups (it only had 39, what a rip-off!)
*pipe cleaners
*one large bag of popcorn
*one large bag of flavored marshmallows
*one large bag of suckers
*one bag of bubble gum
*one bag of Jelly Belly's

The finished baskets:

I assembled the baskets myself because Riley was still at school and Corey and Shannon were not interested in doing any 'work,' although they did make themselves available to sample the wares. I put together 39 baskets in a little over an hour and we dispersed them after dinner.

Unfortunately, May Day is apparently unheard of in Michigan, but since this is our third year doing them here, we assumed there wouldn't be any glitches or confusion. The concept is simple, you set a basket on a door step, ring the doorbell and run. If the recipient sees you, they may chase you and kiss you. (Sadly, the kiss part has never happened to my boys.) What did happen was...

A lot of explaining to our newer neighbors about just what the heck the baskets were for! We did have a new family from Minnesota who seemed to know exactly what they were, when spotted. Finally we made our way to one of Riley's buddies the next neighborhood over. We were driving slow as one of the side doors on the van was open, and as we approached the house, all eight kids playing in the yard noticed us and started running into the house. (Slow moving unfamiliar vehicle with door open coming to a stop in front of a yard full of kids... either we were an Ice Cream truck or kidnappers, I guess!) Anyhow, I had Riley ring the doorbell and wait for a parent to answer and then explain what we were doing. The mom appeared relieved when she saw Riley (and not the boogie-man) on her doorstep. Very awkward.

However, the deliveries that went off without a hitch looked like this:

Riley. Shannon.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

I didn't know we we sopossed to run after them and kiss them. Darn it, that must be why Riley was standing there looking at me on the porch with a look of confusion on his face. He must have thought, what is wrong with this lady, she doesn't even know what to do. Next year boys, I will be watching out. Colleen, you must teach us unsociable Californians how its done. Better luck next year.
-Heather

JunesHGP said...

too cute too cute tooo CUTE!!!

I am reminded, once again, of just how much fun we used to have on 59th Street!!!
I remember making some May Day baskets out of old egg cartons as well.

I can't wait for my kids to be old enuf to do that - oh, and I guess it would work better if we were in town and not in the sticks, heh?


Do you also remember our block parties??? Where they would actually barracade off the street and we could run around and ride our bikes in the road?

Anonymous said...

Oh, the joys of Mayday. I very distincly remember Colleen WANTING to be kissed by boys, especially Brent. She knows who I am talking about! I love you sis!

-Aunt Kellis

Colleen said...

You're a dog, Kellie!

I don't remember block parties, June, but we moved there in '88 so maybe we missed them!

I can't believe I never told you, Heather, but then again, you always seem to be working outside whenever we deliver them so it wouldn't work anyways. Next year?