Tomorrow we have a Wind Day. There will be no school, no activities that aren’t completely necessary, and no absolutely no fun. Just kidding. But only about the no fun.

You might say: Huh, that sounds like a snow day… Just with wind. And you would be exactly right!

Although Mazie the Meteorologist says y’all are making a big deal out of a little breezy blustery wind, Weather App the more professional meteorologist argues back with a solid rebuttal, claiming a Severe Coastal Event Warning, Severe Wind Warning, and pleasant breezes up to 50mph.

Although I may not sound it, I am delighted that the Wind chose tomorrow to strike- I was really starting to question how I was going to catch up on six assignments, an ungodly number of pages of reading, two job applications, and packing for Morocco in the 0 free hours I had tomorrow. Well thank you, Wind, for saving my life: by vastly improving the quality of the assignments I will be turning in tomorrow when I would’ve been at my internship and by ensuring that I will not become a wind-flattened pancake on the sidewalk tomorrow (although that may still happen… there’s gonna have to be some pretty serious wind for me not to leave the house).

I don’t like to speak for other people, but I feel that my brother Tyler would also be delighted in this news. How often is it that you get a Wind Day on your birthday? Granted it’s a little less cool than snow (literally and figuratively).. and he’ll still have to go to school… but at least now he can stride confidently into Edina High School knowing that the Catalonians in Spain are taking the day off in celebration of him. If a lot of wind means sound travels farther, he might even hear us singing happy birthday on the breeze and think: If insanity starts to set in when you turn 16, I wonder the state I’ll be in at 60?

There’s actually another birthday tomorrow that might be just a bit more important for Spain, but certainly not for Meteorologist Mazie. It’s St. Eulalia’s day, the Patron Saint of Barcelona and martyr against Roman authorities. Legend holds that the 13 year old girl was beaten in 13 different ways before they managed to kill her- that’s true grit right there. St. Eulalia’s day is celebrated every year at this time to recognize her bravery and defiance and remember the values of faith and justice that her story surfaces. I am fairly certain this year will be the first combined St. Eu-Wind-lia’s Day, but there’s gotta be a first time for everything! Although strong wind and activities like stacking humans and playing with fire- what many Catalán traditions entail- is probably not the best combo. Maybe celebrations will have to happen on Friday the 13th… funny how that happens. As long as we don’t have another Wind Day.

I encourage you all, even if its just in spirit, to get out there tomorrow (probably leaning on spirit for this too unless you’ve been wanting to explore life as a flattened sidewalk pancake) and enjoy you’re Wind Day!