Hello good people! I hope you are all in good health and good spirits. The arrival of this holiday season brings feelings of joy and good will, but it also brings the rain and the cold.. It is for that reason that as of late, we have been spending quite a bit of time indoors. While this is great for finishing up those little projects one has been working on, it can also make one feel a certain longing for the outside world and all that it has to offer. This certain longing turns into a absolute necessity when you have four noisy and temperamental Bears living with you. They command a very large presence for creatures so small in size. It is with this in mind that we begin our story..
The long rainy days..
It had been raining for several days straight and it was getting the better of us. The Bears had slowly begun to lose their playful and outgoing spirit that is normally so pronounced. Ordinarily, meal-time was our most festive hour, yet even that was feeling lacking these days. The Bears would quietly chomp away on their marmalade covered cheese crackers while staring out the window at the storm outside. The rest of the time they played cards or just sat with their faces pressed against the window leaving Bear nose prints all over the bottom of the glass. I wasn’t sure how much longer this could go on..
I awoke to the sound of Bears. If you have never awoken to the sound of Bears, I can’t really advise it- it can be a truly startling experience.. I heard the crunching and rustling of paper, and wondered what kind of surprise I was in for this morning. They had the newspaper spread out on the floor with the entertainment section open. Bear #3 walked across the pages with an intense look in her eye; the rest of the Bears stood quietly nearby.. She surveyed the landscape of as if sizing up a potential enemy. Suddenly, she sprinted across the paper to an add in the upper right hand corner. She stopped and read it intently. The other Bears gathered around her to see what she had found. I became curious to, and walked over to see what they were so excited about.. As I approached they all turned to me with great big Bear smiles on their faces.. It was an add for “Madama Butterfly”. Hmmm, I guess we were going to the Opera!
My Girlfriend and I thought it was a fantastic idea! What better way to spend a cold winter evening than with our Bears at the Opera. Dinner and a performance, it was guaranteed to raise our spirits! We dressed up in our finest of finery, made a dinner reservation and we were off.
At the Restaurant..
We decided to try a restaurant in San Francisco called Swell.
They had all kinds of delicious seafood, and the waitress even commented on how happy and cute the Bears were. They all gave her their cutest most innocent Bear looks in hope she would bring them some extra tasty fish to eat- which she did.. Of course, once the food arrived, they lost all of the pretense and turned into the ravenous Bears that they are! We ate and ate until we had had our fill, then headed for the opera house.
We walked through the beautiful and ornate lobby on the way to our seats. The Bears were running up and down the halls, sliding down the marble bannister and having an overall great time. It would appear they had gotten their spirit back. We sat down and the opera began.
What can I say about the show.. The Bears sat quietly on our shoulders the whole time. At the saddest and most tragic moments, I could hear the faint sound of Bear sobbing in my ear. It was lovely. We had all needed a night like this. A night where we could take in beauty and appreciate life; a night where we could feel like we were a part of the world.. We took some snap shots of the bears (they really wanted to commemorate the trip with some nice pictures) and headed home.
Well, this magical night out was just what we needed. Happiness is once again restored- all because of Bear #3′s great idea! So, if you are feeling a little restless or a little down this season, maybe the opera could be the antidote. It worked for us! Be well friends.