On Strike for Christmas is a tv movie that airs often on the W network this time of year. Starring Daphnie Zuniga, David Sutcliffe, and Julia Duffy, it was released in 2010.
Essentially, a group of neighbourhood women band together and go on strike for Christmas to show their families how much work it is to put together the magical holiday experience. They are attempting to gather a little empathy for the time and energy spent doing things for loved ones and encourage said family members to keep in mind the true meaning of Christmas: to give thanks for what you have, and give of yourself unto others.
A lot of tv movies are pretty blah. Not something to hold my attention certainly, but a nice bit of companionship/distraction to play in the background while doing something else, whether that is writing, decorating, cleaning, baking, etc. However, On Strike for Christmas is hilarious.
I was laughing out loud. I LOVE the boys’ baking scene in particular. This movie is genuinely funny and actually has a pretty heartfelt message.
In particular, the women’s realizations that maybe it isn’t such a black and white situation. Sometimes others don’t help in the way we want, maybe they don’t do things how we would, but it doesn’t matter. If someone serves with a gentle and giving heart, appreciate their efforts in the spirit with which they were given.
I’m probably not who anyone would describe as a feminist, but in my own way, I am. I firmly believe that women should just be true to themselves and follow their hearts. As I tell my teenage niece, just “do you”. If you are a career woman, girl take on the world. And if that means being a stay at home mom, then change the world through your kids, by teaching them to be shining stars and empowering them to follow their own hearts too.
In terms of the “holiday effort” referenced in On Strike for Christmas, most of the time we ladies could do a lot less at the holidays and our guys and children would still be perfectly happy. There is something in me that drives the need for perfection, as if I am failing otherwise and the holidays are ruined. We as women, put a lot of pressure on ourselves to make sure that everything is perfect. But it’s not really the external demands of others causing this pressure, it’s in us. Maybe we learn that as young’ins, but it definitely is something that burns hot and hateful in me, and most of the other women I know as well.
If the tree isn’t perfectly decorated and fluffed, I doubt my Dad would notice. My uncles won’t care if I make both regular and sweet mashed potatoes. If I don’t perfectly pipe chocolate name-cards for the dining table, my family probably won’t boycott the next holiday I host.
So kick back with loved ones and enjoy a great movie. Try not to let the little things tear you down with holiday stress. Because life is short and it really doesn’t matter. If it isnt something you are going to think about on your deathbed in eighty years, it doesn’t matter now. Let it go and relax!
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