Not to be confused with National Pie Day, which, sadly, I missed back in January. Granddaughter #1 informed me of Pi Day on Pi Eve as her head was about to hit the pillow. “I almost forgot!” She jackknifed, eyes wide. “I have to take a pie to school tomorrow. It’s National Pi Day.” She killed a little more time by spelling everything out, and I killed even more because a teachable moment cannot be ignored no matter what time it is, and in my world the happy homophone trumps the never-ending number any time of the day.
I thought she was kidding about the pie. But, no, she called shortly after she got to school just to make sure I remembered that coconut cream was her favorite and she didn’t want to be the only one who didn’t contribute a pie. What would her class do with 30 pies?
Ah, well, mine not to reason why, Mine but to do and buy: Into the aisle of pie rode the no-bake-crust Nana.
(Quick, name the poem I just butchered in pi-sized pieces!)
So here’s fun a question: What’s your favorite National ____ Day? How do you celebrate?
I’ll send a copy of ONE LESS LONELY COWBOY to the author of one randomly chosen comment today.
And for the rest of today Beware the Ides of March.