Drink and cry

Every now and then WM and I travel separately. Sometimes he goes to visit his family solo. Sometimes I travel for work. It’s how it goes and while we’re never apart for long, sometimes we are apart.

I don’t know what he does when I’m not here. From his tellings he pretty much does the same thing he does when I AM here. Me? I go into some sort of adolescent bacchanal state. I stock up on hummus, pita bread, wine, cheese, genoa salami, chocolate cake, wine, chips, wine, etc. I don’t wear pants. I bellow showtunes. And one night I do what I call the Drink and Cry.

It is what it says. I drink wine and make myself cry. I cry over the injustices of the world and our country. Massacres and racism and stupid shit. There is a bunch of self-pity cry in there too because I am a human bean and can’t help it. Dead friends, dead family, dead pets, dead dreams. But sometimes I need to grease the wheels a bit to get a good cry going.

Here, readers, is my Drink and Cry list.

• The last scene from You’ve Got Mail: (“Don’t cry, Shopgirl.” And I still want her hair.)
• The “sign” scene from Love, Actually (and my wasted heart will love you…)
• BNL’s “The Wrong Man Was Convicted” (I miss Steven Page)
• THAT scene from UP!
• Baby Mine from Dumbo.
• Our Last Summer from Mamma Mia. (the movie, yes, shut up)
• Puff the Magic Dragon: This has killed me since I was a kid. “A dragon lives forever, but not so little boys” BTW, Peter, Paul and Mary were amazing.
• I see the light from Tangled
• The stinking origami gum wrapper commercial

Some light reading:

• Abbie the Cat’s telling of the passing of his sister, Martha. YES this is told from the point of view of a cat and I don’t care shut up I’m just ugly-cryng now.
• Gene Weingarten’s Something About Harry from his book Old Dogs are the Best Dogs.

Back to videos… From Les Miz 10th anniversary…

• I Dreamed a Dream (“He slept a summer by my side / He filled my days with endless wonder / He took my childhood in his stride / But he was gone when autumn came”) Sing it, sister.
• Fantine’s Death (“Look, monsieur! Where all the children play!”)

Truth be told, I rarely make it past UP!

Once I’m done, I feel so much lighter and better. I’m a weeper and most of the time I hold it in because it’s just not acceptable to cry whenever I feel like it. It’s messy too. So it’s nice to have a time when I can let loose and only have to apologize to the dogs afterward.

(It took me four months to be able to finish this post, by the way!)