The mood I’m feeling today is upbeat with a touch of uncertainty. Do you know the sensation of having a great day but are waiting for “the other shoe to drop” because there are no logical reasons you should be having a good day?
This morning I awakened feeling somewhat groggy because I had failed to set the air conditioning cool enough so that it would cycle on last night. A groggy morning usually means I’ll be cranky and out of sorts. I’m not complaining about this happy turn of events. I prefer this odd emotional state to feeling crabby. This type of mood happens infrequently, but often enough that I have a label for it. Today is a Doo Dah Day.
As I waited for the coffee to brew, the chorus part of the song “Zip A Dee Doo Dah” became an ear worm. That’s not a bad thing nor a good thing. The chorus is just mental white noise that colors today’s state of mind. In so much that I’m having a Doo Dah Day and the “Zip A Dee Doo Dah: snippet is playing in my head, means today is a Zip A Dee Doo Dah Day.
“Early morning cheerfulness can be extremely obnoxious.”–early 20th century writer and publisher, William Feather
Although today is in the middle of May, I suddenly feel the urge to listen to the “March from the Nutcracker Suite”. It has to be David Arkenstone’s electronic realization of the piece, not the standard orchestral version. I have the compact disc recording of the song in storage somewhere. I’ll hunt for it later today.
I wonder if this Doo Dah mood springs from my Swedish or German ancestry or a combination of them. Both families are rooted in spartan, serious cultures. I remember only two great uncles who were cheerful men. Uncle Ivan was upbeat, but his humor was cultivated. His younger brother, Norman, had a truly sparkling personality. He was perfectly suited for his job as the postmaster of a small Nebraska town. Uncle Norman was the actual anomaly of the family.
Another way I know this is an authentic Doo Dah Day is that I’m analyzing my family’s demeanor and its rarity of a robust sense of humor. My maternal and paternal families tend to have introspective introversion as character traits. When we’re funny it tends towards ironic or sarcastic humor. Perhaps Doo Dah Days also spring from this aspect. I wonder how many Doo Dah Days my ancestors experienced.
I’m sure most people occasionally have Doo Dah Days but have different labels for them. After all, humans have various senses of humor and different amounts of seriousness in our makeups. As is the case with other human traits, humor, seriousness, extroversion, introversion and so forth appear in ranges and degrees. Doo Dah probably lies in the middle of the spectrum from seriousness to cheerfulness. We process our observations in degrees of somberness to brilliance. This is why it’s unwise to categorize others and ourselves into restrictive boxes.
Anyhow, this Doo Dah Day is meant to be enjoyed. I’ll hunt for the “Nutcracker Suite” CD and play some of it. I think listening to that music in May will enhance this ironic mood.
The Blue Jay of Happiness quotes science fiction author H. G. Wells. “While there is a chance of the world getting through its troubles, I hold that a reasonable man has to behave as though he were sure of it. If at the end your cheerfulness is not justified, at any rate you will have been cheerful.”