Dear Annie,
I’ve got the holiday blues. What do you suggest?
(I’ll have a)Blue Christmas
Dear Blue Christmas:
Well, I’m not sure what variety of holiday blues you have but it sounds like relationship blues so I’ll go on that supposition.
If you ever saw the Christmas movie classic, Holiday Inn, where Bing Crosby buys an inn out in the sticks and only opens it on various holidays throughout the year, you’ll recall that Crosby fell in love with a gal who performed there but she left for Hollywood and the glitter life. Well, Crosby spent nearly the entire rest of the picture in a deep funk, feeling sorry for himself, pining away for the girl and generally moping around from morning until night with everybody trying constantly to pep him up to no avail.
O.K., don’t do that.
And disregard the fact that Crosby finally goes out to Hollywood on the sound stage, finds the girl and sneaks in and starts singing “White Christmas” to her and they live happily ever after.
Don’t do that either because that crap only works in old Bing Crosby movies.
What would be a better approach might be to consider the friends and family you do have and spend time with them, and even better than that might be to groove out on your own fantastic self, get a bunch of brew (substitute your favorite beverage), slap on some James Brown and dance around the living room until you’re exhausted. Then grab some cool movies and have a film festival, eat the meanest chocolates on the planet and go back to the store for more beer.
If you do these things and you do them with enough wild abandon, you’ll forget you have the holiday blues and remember what an awesomely cool person you really are. From there, you’re primed for all things bigger and better and after awhile the blues will be in the rear view mirror.
- Annie