Well we are all full of good food, much chocolate and cake and good spirits. So just when you think the Poles are finished celebrating, I come up with Dyngus Day. Yes, Dyngus Day. Dyngus Day is celebrated on Easter Monday, boys/men sprinkle girls/women or douse them with water. Now it's not just any boys sprinkling any girl, it's a favorite. So the girl that changes her clothes most frequently on that day wins the popularity contest. This was started in small villages and towns many years ago, my mother claimed that the more well to do sprinkled with perfumes, and of coarse the boy of choice would be rewarded with a beautifully decorated egg. TODAY, yes today my husband is off to Dyngus Day Celebrations, wait till the girl who douses him finds about the in-services he needs, gets and keeps failing. In the U.S. and Poland still, Dyngus Day is celebrated with dances and feasting. Much like St. Patrick's Day only no parade, that I know of. I don't do Dyngus day. I find that after our activities of Holy Week, I love the quiet of Monday. When my children were little and off school, we would enjoy all their treats and some quiet time together. Now that they are men they are off to school/work. I'll visit with my mom and have a nice day as well. If you watch the Buffalo News at 11p.m. tonight you'll get a report on the fun being had on Dyngus Day, and perhaps a glimpse of my husband dancing by/or standing at the bar. I believe the original reason was not only a courtship event but the drowning of winter. We've evolved I guess, now we don't sprinkle, we text. Have a good one.