So a week ago Tuesday, we were informed in our area pastor's text study that today is 05/05/05, which by itself is pretty cool. But it is also Thursday. The fifth day of the month. The last time this happened was (I believe) 05/05/55, and it won't happen again this century. So, we should enjoy it while we are alive and able.
AND it's Cinco de Mayo! It's the day that remembers and celebrates May 5, 1862 when 4,500 Mexican soldiers defeated the Mexican traitors (exiled Mexican conservatives) and a French army of 6,500 at Puebla, Mexico. While not an American holiday, it is celebrated far more by the Chicano people in the United States than in Mexico. The people of Mexico consider their Independence Day to be more important, which they actually won from Spain in 1821. Just a few little facts for you, there.
So, with all of that information that makes today such a special day in history, you think that I'd have had a much more interesting day. I didn't.
First, I seem to be coming down with some sort of sickness. Like a head cold. So I was doped up on Dayquil today. Which has made life interesting.
Second, I really didn't get a whole lot accomplished at work. I did end up leaving a bit early because I was feeling sort of light headed and woozy. Cold medicine has a tendency to do that to me. We did go out to lunch as a staff, to celebrate Cinco de Mayo as well as our Parish Administrator's birthday.
Third, I'm playing hooky. Supervising has his Bible study tonight, Parables from the
Backside. And if you remember my post from last week, that one was not too fulfilling for me. I just do not have it in me to go over there tonight and sit through that train wreck, again. Much love to Supervising, it wasn't his fault, and normally I would just go over to support him. But tonight I don't feel like it. So I'm not gonna.