First of all, I'd like to address all of the comments and emails from yesterday's post. I think it stirred up a good amount of conversation and was pretty thought provoking. There's a lot in that post that still isn't 100% perfect. Maybe I'll rewrite/correct things later, but for now, I think I mostly got my point across.
Anyways, back to George day... actually, it's not George Day as much as it is George's name day. In Greece, and many other European countries, you celebrate the day of the year associated with the saint that shares your given name. Most of the time, you have some sort of celebration or family gathering to celebrate those in the family with that name.
Want to see if you've been missing out on your name day? Check this link to see if your name is on the Greek name day calendar.
|George owned at least five 3 piece suits by the time he was out of diapers. The Greeks dressed their babies like pimps.|
I'm still not 100% sure how I feel about this. I love the idea of carrying on a tradition and making my future child's name meaningful. It's pretty cool to know that the tradition has been carried on for many generations before. At the same time, I don't like only being able to choose from only a few names. Naming your kid is supposed to be fun and a personal choice, and a little bit of that is taken away when you stick with tradition.
George and I will be keeping it fairly low-key for his name day. He has a fairly busy patient load today, so I'm going to just cook dinner at home. Most likely, I'll make something I've made before. I'd hate to have a Pinterest fail meal on a holiday. :)
Happy Name Day, George! χρόνια πολλά! I love you!