AND THAT’S PIZZAZZ – Think back.

By Kathleen Mailliard Solmssen




SONY DSCPhotography By Peter Solmssen – San Francisco




And That’s PIZZAZZ




Think back.


Santa Claus – how could one ever forget his red velvet suit, shiny black boots, cotton candy-like beard and those 12 reindeer pulling his sleigh through the clouds!  Wishes and dreams came true as visions of sugarplums danced through our heads.


I don’t know when reality stepped in and when Grimms’ Fairy Tale began, but sometimes I wish I was a small, little child again – full of magic and wonder.  Yet here we are, all grown up and stressed because the holiday season is upon us.  Ahhh yes!  The holiday season.  Again.  Shopping, parties, cards and the ever-present family hugs and feuds, strung like Christmas tree lights.  Throughout it all.  Depending on your faith or religion, for some reason, gifts seem to be at the bull’s eye center of this “out-of-control” crazy winter storm.  And not simply one small remembrance of a thoughtful treasure but trunks and rooms and arms full of unnecessary “see how much I love you”: wrapped and ribboned “who needs it” stuff – they’ll probably return.


Remember the white rabbit in “Alice in Wonderland” all dressed in his morning coat while looking intensely at his pocket watch as he kept repeating, “I’m late!  For a very important date!  No time to say hello, goodbye!  I’m late! I’m late! I’m late, I’m late!”


Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock… the year is nearly over, the ball is about to drop in Times Square and there isn’t a moment to rest or admit that you might have a cold or the flu.  It’s the holidays and we party on!


Although we all have our favorite holiday movies, traditional songs and festive decorations, the pressure, the stress, the showing up full of glee and cheer is completely exhausting and close to impossible.


Maybe this year, before it’s too late, too late for that important date – we can choose to ramp this whirling kind of madness back a few notches and become joy-filled-children once again.  We were all there.  We all know how yummy it felt.  


It’s been said time and again but bears repeating: maybe the present could be the present.  Maybe WE could be the real gift to one another.  Maybe a hot toddy without peaking at a watch or a phone – could be something memorable to share.


Think back!  Think about it!  Cuz that’s REAL Pizzazz!



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