Oh, let me get this straight: You hate the holidays. You basically don’t appreciate several members of your extended family and forced reunions where everyone makes nice and exchange gifts in the spirit of obligation is not your idea of fun, family or festive. You’d rather read a good book and move on.
Well, chances are that’s not an option. Someone will encourage (force?) you to get into the swing of things and act like you appreciate the true meaning of the season — the one about goodwill toward all, you know the drill — and chances are you’ll comply. After all, these performances have probably been part of your hallowed holiday traditions for as long as you can remember.
What we have here are scaled down remedies that do not involve a winning lottery ticket, a doctor or apharmacist for those mornings when youdon’t feel like getting out of bed. This is how they pick themselves up, brush themselves off and start all over again and again and again.
Marion: “When I’m really feeling blue, I take a long nap — I know, a classic escape mechanism, but it works. When I’m simply in a blah mood, I go window shopping. I don’t buy anything. I never buy anything when I’m in an ‘iffy’ mood.”
Juliette: “I call a friend or friends, ask them to get all dressed upand off we go to theHemingway Barat the Hotel Ritz for one cocktail. It only takes one — they’re very expensive — when you are at the Ritz.”
Giselle: “I sit quietly and breathe deeply for as long as it takes. . .”
Anne-Françoise: “I call my son-in-law and ask him to write a prescription for me.” (I intercede, re-explaining to my best French friend why this is NOT the answer we’re lookingfor here.) “OK,” she says, “In that case I’ll make a pot of tea, call you and tell you to come over immediately so we can gossip and say terrible things about everyone we know.” (There you go, that’s perfect.) “Then, when you leave I’ll call Daniel for the prescription.”
Patricia: “I find a funny film playing some place get in my car — all by myself, that’s essential — and when Iget to the theater I order a huge bucket of popcorn andlaugh and cry in the dark while I eat every last piece of popcorn. So far it has always worked.”
Claudie: “I digholes in my garden. It gets out my anger, my misery, it’s hard work and then I go out and buy little trees or plants and put them in the holes. I know it’s strange to dig the holes when I don’t know exactly what will go into them, but I always find just the right thing and my garden is beautiful.”
|Galeries Lafayette (the mere size and scope of the place makes me want to take a nap).|
Alexandra: “I walk deep into the forrest and without making a sound, watch families of deer eating and strolling through the trees. I have to be totally concentrated because they can hear the slightest movement.”
Frances: “I go to an exposition. When I see over and over whatbeauty humans are capable of creating it gives me a certain senseof peace in my turmoil.”
Marie-Laure: “I bake. And I bake, and I bake and I bake, particularly apple tarts. It takes alittle bit of concentration, the kitchensmells wonderful and my family appreciates the result.”
|It’s fascinating the way women are drawn to flowers for comfort, beauty and peace.|
Elise: “I buy myself a huge bouquet of coraltulips. At night I put them in the cellar and bring them back up every morning. They usually last for two weeks. That’s a lot of pleasure from one ephemeral purchase.”
You get the idea, nothing earth shaking, but it gets my mind moving in another direction.
(I love these little notebooks, just add a box of colored pencils and they are the perfect gift for a child or an adult.)
|Don’t tell me you’re not laughing.|
These too, too funny/adorable cards pictured throughout come from Puppy Paws Productions.