As is my nature, spreading the good cheer has been one of my top priorities this holiday season. Wine and cheese and cheese and wine and gourmet meals and long dog walks and visits with lovely friends...oh holidays, I love you so! On a day like today, when it is mild outside, the mountains are showing off their snowy peaks, and I have time to write and reflect, I am truly happy. Nothing to gripe about today. Not even the asshole who cut me off and then had the audacity to give me the finger! Okay, I totally made that up for laughs. See? Spreading the cheer on thick my friends.
But, and I am ashamed to admit it, you know what doesn't make me smile? Hearing about people heading down south for sun, sea, and slurpies. No sir. I wish I was that giving but while trudging around in my less than feminine waterproof hiking boots in the rainy darkness I picture those "friends" basking in the sunshine laughing laughing laughing as they reflect on how darn cold they were last week back home. No. Such tales of warmth and camaraderie do not make me smile. But I do fake it. Who doesn't these days?
All the same, sitting here, all cozy, with dog lying nearby, I write and write and write with the knowledge that what I am putting out there can and will hopefully change a few lives, empower some young people, and create awareness amongst the adults about what the youngster's are up to right under our noses. The work is important and I love the creative process. That's why I keep writing this silly thing, as well. Who knows? Miracles can happen, right? Like when Oprah, and her new network "OWN The World" sees it and decides to give me one of her favorite things: a shitload of money! Yup, that's my goal here people. Not altruistic at all. The only self I'm helping is me - and I'm thinking money.
Speaking of money - or money shot, I have a funny tale of truth and espionage. Okay, totally no espionage but I liked the sound of it. So, we (as in my wonderful friend and I) made a dinner party for a friend who is celebrating a year separated from his wife who was a skanky ho who slept with his best friend, or something. Maggie manifested a meal of epicurian standards. After twelve bottles of wine (do everything in dozens I say) one of our guests (a veritable stranger) came out of the bathroom naked as a jaybird exclaiming, "now this is unexpected!" What a crowd pleaser! The laughter, the yelling, the "hm, is that all there is?" that transpired after his enveiling really made the dinner party. Oh people, wish you could have been there.
So, with that I return to my scriptwriting, and ponder upcoming New Year's Eve when I go to a party at the home of one of the dinner party guests (a new friend) and attempt to consume a neat dozen bottles of the champs myself - okay, maybe the small, cute bottles. Anyways, happy holidays to all and take the time to say "yes" to something you never have time for. Smile at people and dare to let a little funny quip pop out so that you will enjoy the smirks and laughter that follows. And, at the very least, give a great big thanks that you are alive, and well, and full of love for yourself and those around you (and if you don't feel the love for them, then fake it my friends, fake it good!).
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
No comments:
Post a Comment