It kind of sucks.
There, I said it.
Thank you, engagement ring commercials. Thank you, romantic holiday movies. Thank you, everyone, for reminding the uncoupled among us which letter every kiss begins with. Thank you cold weather, for reminding us that snuggling is even better in the cold than it is in the summer.
But, I’m not one to throw a pity party, really. I have the best friends and family any girl could want, and I’m so very lucky. So, instead of sitting around, feeling sorry for myself, I’m throwing one heck of a dinner party. This weekend!
I wish you could come. Unless you are vegan. You won’t like it. But let’s be real, if you are vegan, I’ve probably already offended you and you wouldn’t want to come to my house anyway.
Holiday cheer for couples and singles at casa de Frugal Portland
We’re having prime rib. I’m making a giant piece of beef and cooking it to medium-rare perfection, for as many of my Portland friends as will fit in my little space. It’s the least frugal main dish ever. Also I’m a little terrified of screwing up something so… wonderful, and pricey. I mean, who likes well done prime rib? Goodness, that’s sad to even type. No. It’ll be perfectly medium-rare, with some rare bits (in the middle? is that how giant pieces of cow work?) for the more primal among us.
I’ll string up some lights. I’ll move my table to the middle of the room. Heck, people have parties in London and NYC, where my place would look HUGE, so this will be really a lot of fun.
Sure beats waiting at home in my pajamas for Mr. Perfect to come knocking. I figure, if I volunteer at the Humane Society during the day, and have friends over at night, it’s basically the recipe for a darn near perfect day. (Joe, I tried to write something stronger than darn, and I couldn’t!)
I’ll post pictures.Other single people, how do you survive the holidays? Coupled people, consider calling your single friends this month. They don’t have plans. I swear.