When I was in third grade, my grandmother did an "interview" of me. She asked me questions like, "What do you want to be when you grow up? If you had to give away your favorite toy to help a poor kid have food, would you do it?" and so on. Then, I answered a question that has followed me every year since that day.
Grandmama: Jessie, what is your favorite holiday?
Jessie: Columbus Day!!! [proceed to talk for a few very long minutes about the Nina, Pinta, and Santa Maria]
Now, every Columbus Day, my family makes it a point to make sure and call me to wish me a "HAPPY COLUMBUS DAY!!!!"
Yeah, yeah yeah...
A toast, to the "best holiday ever!"
I was a weird kid, ok?