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Monday, 20 October 2008
Birthday Week

I'm not going to beat around the bush*: My birthday is this coming Sunday. Since I never had a bat mitzvah, quinceañera, or sweet sixteen, I decided that this year I will celebrate all of those occasions at once in a super-duper blowout extravaganza. However, since the ages associated with those celebrations only add up to a youthful 44, I am going to claim that my parents' loathing was so profound that they refused to acknowledge my first birthday, and add 1 to the total, for a grand total of 45. (Pause to shudder at the realization that I am not the 28 years old you no doubt thought I was.)

Because this celebration is so huge, it will take an entire week to indulge, so I need to get started as soon as possible. However, before the hooplah commences, I need to know if Sunday is the first day of the week or the last day of the week. Here's the breakdown:

  • If Sunday is the first day of the week, then Birthday Week has not begun yet. It will start on my actual birthday, Sunday the 26th, and the week-long festivities will continue through Saturday the 1st. Thus, I will have this entire week to prepare.
  • If Sunday is the last day of the week, then Birthday Week has begun already. Indeed, today will be the first day of the week, and the week-long festivities are already compromised by my failure to address this issue in a more timely fashion, and I thus deserve the punishment of one fewer days of ice cream cake roll and piñatas.

My boyfriend and I have disagreed about this Sunday placement for quite some time. With the tearful hysteria that befits someone desperate to cling to a notion she has upheld for four and a half decades, I have maintained that Sunday is the first day of the week. He, on the other hand, with all the calm reasoning that befits someone who can handle a power tool without fantasizing about using it to bore through someone's eye sockets, has maintained that Sunday is the last day of the week. "That's why they call it the weekend," he says, to which I respond that the weekend is like bookends, with one weekend day at the beginning and one at the end.

For the sake of not missing out on a full day of Birthday Week, I am willing to concede, at least temporarily, that he is correct. But what do you say? (Other than, "I can't believe you're not really 28.")

* Yes, I cringe over this phrase.

fresh-baked at 10:31 PM
Comments

No matter which day of the week is the first one, the one that matters is your birthday. May happiness swirl all around you like Mary Tyler Moore and Marlo Thomas rolled up into one.

Offered by: Da Goddess on October 29, 2008 5:15 AM

LOL, well most of the time it is :D

Offered by: Jessica on October 22, 2008 11:54 PM

Hey!

I've decided that the weekend is really Friday and Saturday, and that most think of Sunday as part of the weekend because many of us still have off at that point, i.e., have off on Saturday and Sunday. But you can celebrate birthday week on the week around your birthday, if you like, using "week" as any set of seven days.

Offered by: Jenn on October 22, 2008 4:01 PM

Sunday is the beginning :P Remember me from www.pragueisover.com - got my new fancy site. :)

Offered by: Jessica on October 22, 2008 2:06 PM

I will make no claims regarding bakery, or its anatomical arrangement.

But since I have not only been extremely negligent as a boyfriend, but in fact, completely absent for the entirety of any birthday week that would have started on a Monday, I will have to cede that this particular week starts on Sunday. All of your gentle readers can rest assured that I will provide 7 days worthy of a jodiva birthday celebration.

Offered by: Dave on October 22, 2008 2:18 AM

If zees man enjoy la baguette in zees way, he eez what we call en France, a vrai PAIN dans zee ass!

Offered by: Pierre on October 21, 2008 5:56 PM

Thank you for getting me kicked out of the Temple University library for SCREAMING with laughter at your response to Brad and me! REALLY! Now all the kids are shouting, DY-NO-MITE! and they have no idea why. You are a maverick!

Offered by: Mrs. Z on October 21, 2008 3:08 PM

What if he likes the baguette up his derriererererrererere, Brad? Does that make him a faguette?

Mrs. Z, I hereby reclaim the uber-coolness of "Dy-no-MITE!" as a catch phrase. Happy?

Offered by: Jodi on October 21, 2008 1:16 PM

To help us remember the days of the week en francais, my elementary school French teacher taught us a little song that is sung to the tune of "Gentille alouette": Lun-di, mardi, mercredi et jeudi, ven-dredi, samedi et dimanche. The point here is that the song begins with Monday, not Sunday. But the French are prone to doing things backward, so I think you are right, Jodi, and that you should tell your man to remove the baguette from his derriere and be nice to you throughout your birthday week.

Offered by: Brad on October 21, 2008 1:05 PM

First, we know you cringe over every cliche and frequently-used phrase, so you really don't need to tell us anymore. We get that you are too cool to say anything the rest of us mere mortals would say. (However, I think you should start using those cliches again without apologizing in the hopes of actually making them cool again.)

Next, you are RIGHT that Sunday is the first day of the week! It is something I always believed PLUS it says it in the Merriam-Webster Dictionary! (Monday is the first day of the work or school week and the weekend is the end of said work or school week.) Duh!

Offered by: Mrs. Z on October 21, 2008 9:09 AM