May 1st is May Day
  1. When I was a little girl, all my friends and I would make baskets, fill them with candy or other goodies, leave them on each other's front porch, ring the doorbell and run!
  2. A few years ago, I had great nostalgia for this holiday tradition and started it up again. I discovered that none of my friends in LA knew about this or even about May Day.
    This adds to the excitement because everyone is just trying to figure out what happened and no one suspects me.
  3. Last year I was super busy on May Day so I only had time to make a gift for my husband. I got him an adorable little succulent arrangement and left it on the step outside his studio. I knocked on the door twice and he didn't come out. The third time, I knocked and ran around the corner. I heard him coming and barely contained my excitement.
    He came storming out the door, thinking someone was playing a prank on him (I was). He stepped on the succulents and then kicked them as he came out. I was still giggling. He and I then stared at each other in shock as the realization hit us regarding what had just happened. I burst into involuntary tears and he yelled "Nooooo!" He thought it was the sweetest thing ever and I was so sad he had destroyed my gift. We did salvage all the succulents and now this is my favorite May Day story.
  4. Today I enlisted the help of one of my best friends and her family. We made some freaking delightful baskets, filled them with candy and flowers and delivered them in the "knock and dash" method described above. I was like a third grader all over and it was awesome.
    Following delivery of the baskets, several of our friends posted on Instagram and texted us asking if we knew who it was. We'd thought our answers out pretty well and were able to throw them off the scent.
  5. With any luck, our identity will remain a secret and I have several years of sneaky fun ahead.