And why shouldn’t it be? Although the country seems to be celebrating Presidents’ Day (without any agreement on whether or not the apostrophe should be there), the United States government recognizes the third Monday in February as Washington’s Birthday. Some states honor both Washington (born on February 22) and Lincoln (February 12), others Washington and Jefferson (although he was born on April 13), including Alabama which calls it Washington and Jefferson Day. Some states honor all the presidents. And a few states, including Illinois, Lincoln’s birthplace, observe February 12, whichever day of the week it falls on, as a state holiday, in addition to celebrating Presidents’ Day. (Mark says he calls the holiday whatever Macy’s calls it–but he’s a Brit.)
Our Leo, big and beautiful, is 12 today, the life expectancy for Labrador Retrievers. We’re thrilled to have him doing his part to raise it and we’ll celebrate with all his favorite delicacies–biscuits, bread, cheese, bananas, bones and beef. Happy birthday, Schmoo, and many more.
And happy birthday to my wonderful friend Camille in L.A. And while I often wish I lived in her town, today, at my wits’ end with winter (but far from calendar’s end), I truly long for the City of Angels. Leo and Ryder, however, are happy with the two+ feet of snow in Stone Ridge and the dirty lakes at every corner in our neighborhood in NYC.