Holy cow, I wrote a book!
I had the pleasure of meeting a friend of a friend
who is an odd, quirky sort,
in a wholly endearing sort of way.
When her birthday comes around,
she isn't satisfied to have just one day of celebration.
Or even a week.
No, she takes the entire month.
The entire month of March is open season for taking her
getting her a gift,
or otherwise celebrating what an awesome person she is.
Every year I receive an automated reminder,
"X's birthday: all day."
And I say to myself,
"What, just the day?"
Her father is from Turkey, and her mother is Swiss
(so she's a deli sandwich, half turkey, half swiss,
For her birthday one year,
I knitted her a pot holder
which was the Swiss flag on one side and the Turkish flag
on the other.
It was a fortunate coincidence that the two countries
have the same color scheme on their flags.