Any time I can quote the theme song to the Mary Tyler Moore show, I'll do it. Now, if only I had a nice beret to toss in the air with winsome enthusiasm.
The theme may be boredom. Or cabin fever. If 42 brave souls show up for a Zumba glow party when it's below zero wind chill, you KNOW they are bored. When three cats who normally can not tolerate each other decide maybe they can play together, they are bored. And when Tilly lays in a weird heap staring at me, I know she wants me to entertain her. And when I do, then I know I'm bored.
But right now Tilly's friend Ireland is here. They are both of the same idiotically joyous disposition so a lot of winsome enthusiasm is going on. Whenever I start layering up, it's like we're going to a birthday party/mardi gras/new year's eve gala wrapped into one. But really, we're just going out for my firewood. They don't seem to notice the thirty mile an hour wind and apparently their snot doesn't freeze. They gallop about with dopey smiles.
Somehow, we're going to endure this winter. The best way to do it is not with a bottle of wine and binge watching television (even if it's Downton Abbey). The best way to do it is to make someone go out to DO something, preferably that doesn't involve more sitting. Play a game. Build a snowman.
God created us to be with others, no matter how difficult that can be, and no matter how easy it is to go it alone. Sure, it's more comfortable and safer to stay in your comfort zone. But where's the glory in that?
So get out there and do something ridiculously joyous, and bring a friend along for the fun.
What is my contribution toward stupid fun? These snow mounds are getting glow necklaces and bracelets to light up some faces. Heh.