Well, apparently yesterday was National Pancake Day. I missed it. Whimsical blog writers from all over the country are demanding I turn in my credentials. I may have to retire in disgrace. They're saying I should be battered, then syruped and feathered, and then run out of town on a stick of butter.
Which, actually, sounds pretty good. Hmmm. I need to stop writing these things when I'm hungry.
So today, you need to go out of your way to do something nice for someone else.
Because it's Inconvenience Yourself Day.
And you thought I was kidding.
The time came for our annual immunizations at our Air Force base overseas. To get us all vaccinated as quickly as possible, the base veterinary surgeon was pressed into duty to lend a helping hand. I received my injection from him, as a matter of fact.
"Wow," I said, when he was done. "You did that so gently, I hardly felt it."
"I have to be gentle," he replied. "My patients can bite."
[Humor in Uniform via Ed Peacher's Laughter for a Saturday]
WONDER for YOUR WEEK: If an ambulance is dashing someone to the hospital and accidentally hits a pedestrian, does it stop to help?