Hello and welcome back after a long weekend of eating, drinking and giving thanks. I swear, I ate SO much food this weekend that today I am feeling it in my waistline. Yikes! But it was worth it. And how great is it that once Thanksgiving itself was over, you still had the entire weekend ahead of you? All holidays should be on Thursdays, in my opinion. Maybe we should talk to someone about this. Hmmm.
And now, of course, the holiday season is officially upon us. No longer can I complain about Christmas music playing too early, or being overwhelmed with holiday themed commercials. It’s here. It’s time. And today is Cyber Monday, the day when—according to GMA, at any rate—everyone goes back to work and starts their holiday shopping online. Which means, I guess, that all across the world today, people are sitting in their cubicles or offices, pretending to go over spreadsheets or meeting bullet points, while actually burning up their credit cards on Sephora.com and Nordstrom.com. (Those, of course, are just random examples. Ahem.) Now, I am all good intentions right now, wanting to get the jump on my shopping. But at the same time, I’m distracted. By a pair of shoes.
Let me preface this by saying that I am not normally a shoe person. I have never been the time to obsess about having the perfect stiletto, or pump. I love Carrie Bradshaw and all that, but left to my own devices I’m much more about clothes and makeup. However. This weekend, when we went to my mother-in-law’s for Thanksgiving, my husband’s cousin Kerry was wearing THE MOST BEAUTIFUL SHOES. I was in awe of them. Kate Spade, patent leather, peep toe. Gorgeous. Kerry is incredibly stylish, so it wasn’t at all surprising that she’d have on something so lovely, but I have been kind of alarmed by how I’ve been thinking about these shoes ever since Thursday. I mean, I don’t need them. I just bought two new pairs of shoes for NCTE at Nordstrom (on sale, even!) so I am set. Plus, since I’m spending most of my time sitting around the house writing in jeans and T-shirts, it’s not like I have anywhere glam to go anyway. But STILL. I am beginning to understand the whole woman-shoe thing, even if I am coming to it late. But I will resist. I have to! The holiday season is about buying for others, not yourself. At least, this is what I keep saying to myself. Out loud. Repeatedly.
I was so busy shoe obsessing and eating this weekend I didn’t get to honor another of my holiday traditions: going to the movies. I am SO FAR behind on the movie thing, it’s just plain sad. Still haven’t seen Stranger Than Fiction, which I hear is great, and there’s no excuse for not getting to For Your Consideration, which is playing in town, so close by. I’ve pretty much given up on Little Children ever getting here—it has to be too late, right?—and I hear Borat is great but I’m just worried I’ll be all squirmy and uncomfortable the whole time. The only movie that I am DETERMINED to see as soon as it comes out is The Holiday, because it’s a chick flick, has Kate Winslet (who I guess I won’t be seeing onscreen in Little Children) and will hopefully get me into the holiday spirit. I.e., the spirit of giving. To others. Not yourself.
(I have to stop thinking about these shoes. I mean, really. It’s kind of disturbing. I’m not even going to link to the picture of them that I found online, either, because it only makes things worse. All I’d need is ONE of you to encourage me to buy them and then…oh, it would just be bad. Trust me.)
I hope all of you had a happy, safe Thanksgiving. Sure, it’s Monday now. And maybe you’re sitting at your desk, your list in front of you, wondering how on earth you’ll ever get everything done. But just take a deep breath, relax. It’s still November! We’ve got tons of time! Enough, even, to take a minute and procrastinate by doing something completely unproductive that might just make you feel better. Like, say, watching this: