Apparently the holiday season is going to come whether I have time to celebrate it or not.
This weekend we managed to get our tree and decorate it, and I just finished the last of the cards. Glue stick for the win!
I’ve also begun my ritualized watching of holiday movies. I love holiday movies. A few of the standards:
It’s a Wonderful Life
Miracle on 34th Street (the little Natalie Wood version)
A Christmas Carol (all of them!)
Elf (This is what we watched while decking the halls.)
Scrooged (Possibly my all-time favorite.)
Emmet Otter’s Jug Band Christmas (Wait. This is my all-time favorite.)
Muppet’s Christmas Carol (It’s amazing how closely to the book this one is. And meta-fictionly.)
Love Actually (Watched this today while doing the cards. It’s flawed, but I don’t care. I love it, actually.)
There are other movies that I sort of consider holiday movies. It’s a tone thing, I think. Or the fact that they feature pivotal holiday scenes. Bridget Jones’ Diary. The first Harry Potter.
I love this time of year. There’s so much to do, but I try to get the musts over with so I can do the other things I want to do. Cook in the crock pot, watch movies with the tree lit up at my elbow, read fat, Victorian mysteries. Very Dickensian.
What do you like to do for the season? And if you have suggestion for fat, Victorian mysteries, send those, too.