Looks like it’s going to be a quiet week, here in our villages, once we get past the pleasantly undemanding brouhaha of Thanksgiving. Everyone has apparently decided to lay low through the end of the month, judging from the calendar. We can interpret this period of quietus as either a time of energy-gathering, preparatory to full frontal engagement with the upcoming holidays, or a time of resigned dread, prior to lifting our heads to be whammied full in the face by flying pies of holiday madness.

If, as usual, we consume too many pies of Thanksgiving goodness, we’re going to Trailside Museum, 738 Thatcher Ave., River Forest, on Friday, Nov. 24, for a 1 p.m. Turkey Trot (366-6530). We refuse to do any trotting, of course, but we’re promised a post-holiday hike on scenic trails, none of which, hopefully, will offer store windows full of gift ideas. Bah!

We’ve always loved Christmas. We’re not sure what’s happening to us this year-probably something involving our usual pecuniary embarrassment, together with a raging mid-life crisis and some disturbing theological uncertainties. In any event, we fail to be moved by the usual insurgence of holiday drek and piped-in carols. We long for a tropical island getaway and people who speak another language.

The closest we’re going to get is a production of Die Fledermaus, by American Opera Group, which, unfortunately for our craving for the exotic, will be sung in English on Sunday, Nov. 26, at 5 p.m. at The Arts Center, 200 N. Oak Park Ave. (434-0485), with two more performances next week.

The plot concerns “a wandering husband, a wayward wife and way too much champagne,” according to the press release. Absent the wandering husband, this sounds like just the prescription we’re looking for to treat our holiday headache.

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