A cluster of the MySweetCharity elves showed up smacking with the smell of popcorn this afternoon. Seems they had gone to an extremely private showing of “Lincoln” where popcorn drenched in Land O’ Lake unsalted butter was served.
The eldest elf asked the coterie of elves if they liked Steven Spielberg‘s latest product. All agreed that it was spectacular — the acting, the lighting, everything.
“But,” asked the elder, “what did you get out of it besides popcorn breath?”
“Tad was adorable! I love Mary’s clothes! Oh, and when Tommy Lee Jones took off his wig. . .” squealed a frivolous elf.
All the elves gave “Frivvy” the side eye.
The most wrinkled elf said, “It reminded me of Kathryn McGarr‘s book on her great-uncle Bob Strauss. You know, the era in which Democrat Bob and Republican Jim Baker managed to work together in the political arena. You know, that point when compromise didn’t mean humiliation. It meant progress.”
Queenie, looking quite wrinkle-less thanks to a fierce workout with a steam iron, entered the room. She smiled. All the elves quivered. That is a look not seen very often.
She then “suggested” that perhaps the good people from the Museum Tower, Nasher Sculpture Center, Hostess management and unions should also be allowed a showing of the movie a time or two or three. As she said, “Until it sinks in.”
On this day of Thanksgiving, let’s all remember this state-of-mind and state-of-being were earned through tears, bloodshed and working together.
Now, go eat a turkey and don’t be one.
Sharon Cooper says
So cleverly put. I just love your writing style, Jeanne.