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The Art of Sloth | Manolo for the Big Girl

The Art of Sloth

Not this kind of sloth:

Not this kind of sloth… though I am a big fan.

No, I’m talking about this kind of sloth:

You know the sort of day, when there’s just an air of non-mammalian sloth in the wind. Those days when you get out of bed reluctantly and then realize you don’t actually have to go anywhere or do anything unless you seriously want to.

I had a couple days like that this week. Mr. Twistie finds a day like that about once every three or four years, and only while we’re on vacation somewhere. He’s not good at sloth. I am.

So what do I do on these lazy days? Well, I’ll snuggle back under the covers for a while and ignore every attempt on the part of Jake the cat to wake me. Then I’ll roll out of bed late in the morning, start myself a pot of coffee, and read my email as I caffeinate.

Depending on my mood at that point, I’ll either grab a book, decide to spend the day watching the Colin Firth Pride and Prejudice again, pull down my lace pillow and toss bobbins, or go back to bed. Some lazy days I’ll get ambitious and bake a pie or a batch of scones, both of which are low-pressure baking projects. Cookies require more ambition from me.

Bubble baths are great for lazy, slothful days. Nothing clears my brain like sitting in warm water surrounded by bubbles and rubber duckies. There’s a reason I’ve always felt a strong, spiritual bond to Ernie.

And every once in a while, I take my lazy day to dress up in my Stevie Nicks best, choose my most fabulous chapeau, and treat myself a good lunch at my favorite neighborhood bistro. The one where the owner loves me not only because I’ve been a devoted customer from almost the time she opened, but also because I have baked her birthday cake for the past two years. After all, most people seem afraid to cook for chefs, but they deserve birthday cake, too.

Lazy days are days to be good to ourselves in whatever way pleases us most. So what do you do when you have a slothful day at your disposal?

5 Responses to “The Art of Sloth”

  1. Miss Plumcake February 18, 2012 at 3:11 pm #

    I’m just trying to decide which is the graver sin; sloth or dressing like Stevie Nicks. BTW do you say the word the same way for both or does the tree-dwelling mammal rhyme with cloth while the deadly sin rhymes with growth?

  2. Twistie February 18, 2012 at 8:31 pm #

    Yeah, yeah, hate on Miss Stevie’s fashion sense all you like… and my indolence. But prepare for retaliation in the form of an appreciation of the delicious Alan Rickman.

    As for pronunciation, I usually say both the same way, except when singing the Flanders and Swann song about the sloth, in which Mr. Flanders pronounces the name of the tree-dwelling mammal in the way you pronounce the deadly sin.

  3. Kimks February 18, 2012 at 9:26 pm #

    Books. Wine. Bath.

    Nuff said???

  4. barbara February 18, 2012 at 11:49 pm #

    There is something to be said for a day I can spend in my pajamas with coffee and a good book. And maybe the extended versions of the Lord of the Rings movies.

  5. ZaftigWendy February 19, 2012 at 3:07 am #

    Dorking about on the computer interspersed with a bit of non-work-related knitting is my usual slothful indulgence. Or spending an entire day in my jammies, reading.