Every year I complain to the beloved husband that we don’t get invited to holiday parties. It’s true we don’t. Not because we are excluded but most of our friends no longer entertain in their home.
Instead there are small restaurant dinners. Of course we call it “celebrating the holidays” but we do it all year round.
We celebrate St. Patrick’s Day, Memorial Day, Easter, Passover, all birthdays and eyelashes falling out. We are equal opportunity celebrators especially when no one has to work.
Tuesday night was girls’ night. We went to a newly remodeled restaurant and for once I wasn’t disappointed. The renovations included carpeting, cloth drapes and other soft items to help with the noise and comfort level. That’s a novel approach around here.
We met at 5:30 and were seated in one of the last available tables. You need reservations for 5:30 on a Tuesday night! Who would have thought that? The economy must be improving!
Last night was dinner with the local neighbors. We went to an old favorite. We have a brunch after Thanksgiving and a few more events on the books along with two rockin’ concerts.
Remembering back when I was young, we would be on the go throughout the whole season. Friends had open houses. Companies hosted holiday parties at fancy locations where you dressed up. I mean really dressed up!
It was exhausting and it collided with busy end of year work schedules.
Every year I bought a “holiday” outfit that was a long dress with matching shoes. I haven’t done that in a long, long time.
I always kept a few “hostess” gifts like candy, wine or scented candles around to take to impromptu events. (We are always open to impromptu parties. If someone calls in sick, we can be there in a half hour!)
By the time Christmas came, we were exhausted and grateful if the day was quiet.
The holidays changed as we got older. We will get together with family and friends but will also indulge ourselves in dinners and day trips just for the two of us.
It’s a great time of renewal (and you don’t need a new ball gown for that!). Not to worry though, I did treat myself to a nice new pair of corduroy jeans.
Oh yes, and four new pair of shoes…..
Some people celebrate black Friday. I had a black Wednesday. Some things never change.