“To Party … or Not?,” Dec. 24, 2019

Holiday parties are highly overrated. Unless someone else is hosting them. Every year in early fall, I start planning a fabulous party, with great food, lovely decorations and a guest list that includes, not only family and friends, but neighbors and other folks I’ve wanted to invite over for years. Along with their dogs.

You would be invited, too. No need to bring anything. Unless, of course, you really want to.

But somehow my party never happens. Halloween starts off with a bang. No costume party, but plenty of candy.

Then it’s Thanksgiving, which in my family’s tradition, is more about giving thanks and overeating than entertaining.

Next thing I know, it’s two days before Christmas and I’m still several gifts short. And it’s too late for prime shipping.

So I take a deep breath, slather my knees in Biofreeze, knock back two Advil and join the throngs of not-so-jolly shoppers, while praying I will find just the right gifts and that when I get home, exhausted and broke, I’ll remember who each gift is for.

Tell me this: Who’s bright idea was it to put New Year’s Day on the calendar just a week after Christmas? Seriously?

I don’t know about you, but the week after Christmas I don’t feel like celebrating anything except the surprising fact that I’m still alive. Which is not a bad thing to celebrate. As long as I don’t have to host a party for it.

Honestly? I think the best thing we could do for ourselves and each other is to declare a national holiday for the first week after Christmas — better yet, let’s make it two weeks — in which we don’t have to do anything we don’t want to do, not even get dressed or go to work or talk to each other.

We would still need to eat, of course. That’s always a problem, especially if we have children to feed. I remember picking my three up from school, thinking, “Oh, Lord, they’re probably going to want to eat. Again.”

The holiday I’m proposing wouldn’t ban eating. Or bathing. Or other necessities. It would simply be two weeks off from things that involve work. And socializing. And politics ….

Forget two weeks, let’s make it a month. Maybe then, I’d host a party to celebrate doing whatever we want — providing, of course, that it doesn’t hurt anybody or break any laws.

The truth is, I love a good party. Take the one my husband and I attended recently. It was hosted by dear friends who have hosted it faithfully every year for 50 years. He’s a retired teacher who taught with my late husband. And she is the angel who took me under her wing long ago and answered all my questions on nursing and mothering and life.

I was a regular at that party until I moved 500 miles away. Fortunately I moved back and could make it this year.

A lot can change if you don’t see someone for 20 years. But when I looked in their eyes and hugged their necks, they seemed the same as always.

That was also true of others at that party — old friends I’ve known and loved and missed for far too long. My new husband (of 15 years) had never met most of them, but they welcomed him and, as usual, he fit right in.

It was such a gift. And the eggnog and ham were better than anything I’d have served. That’s the mark of a great party. It welcomes oldtimers and newcomers alike. It lets us connect and remember who we were once, and who we are now.

We may never get to celebrate a National Do What You Want Month. But who knows? Maybe next year, I’ll host a party and invite you and everybody I can think of, and all your dogs.

Or not.

Either way, I hope my friends will invite me to their party. It’s a lovely thing to renew old ties and make new ones. Especially if I don’t have to host.

Comments

  1. Mary Hanrahan says:

    Merry Christmas, Sharon! Thank you for the gift of your wonderful stories throughout the year!

  2. Davey & Dan says:

    My thoughts exactly Sharon! Can’t face the party thing but so enjoyed seeing you at the Egg Nog party. That is the event that starts our holiday off just right. Was so good to see your smiling face there. Maybe instead of a party we could do a foursome at Jefferies? Great friends…good food… couldn’t get any better than that. Merry Christmas to the whole clan and the best of New Years!!!

  3. Patti Peters says:

    Wonderful words! I wish people would relax and enjoy friends and family, old and new. It will be gone before you know it. Merry Christmas to you Sharon and all your family…I LOVE reading about them!

  4. Katie says:

    Merry Christmas to you and yours!

  5. Kate Sciacca says:

    Oh dear Sharon! I wish you could come to our party. We’ll only have twelve for Christmas dinner… but I’m going to set a place in my heart for you and yours. This year we have the newlyweds, the three sons who live here in Carson, our next door neighbors whose kids cannot make it to their house this year (and there’s no way those two delightful souls are having Christmas dinner alone, no ma’am!)… our youngest asked today if his best friend can have dinner with us — his dad died a couple years back and his mama isn’t doing well – so of course he will join us. Then there’s a dear friend who has come the last several years and will join us again – he dropped off a twenty pound prime rib the other morning… I’m not quite sure it will fit in the oven 😂😂.
    I’m all in on the do nothing National holiday- although the princess and her brood arrive Friday and are staying til Monday…. but after THAT… yes ma’am!
    Merry Christmas dear Sharon, and let them youngins’ do the work 😀👍🏻

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