Proud to be a Christmas Cheeseball

As per request, here are my Holiday movies!
You don't have to ask me twice. Hell, you usually don't have to ask me once.

animated:
1. Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer
2. Babes in Toyland (sucks, but it was a gift)
3. Winnie the Pooh: Seasons of Giving
4. A Charlie Brown Christmas
5. It's Chriistmas Again, Charlie Brown
6. How the Grinch Stole Christmas
7. Mickey's Christmas Carol
8. A Garfield Christmas
9. Mickey's Once Upon a Christmas
10. The 12 Days of Christmas
11. Silent Night
12. Santa Claus' First Christmas
13. Good King Wenceslas

black & white classics:
14. It's a Wonderful Life
15. Miracles on 34th Street
16. A Christmas Carol (1951)
17. The Bishop's Wife

other:
18. Home Alone
19. Home Alone 2 (stop judging me)
20. How the Grinch Stole Christmas
21. The Santa Claus
22. The Santa Claus 2
23. A Christmas Carol (1951, colorized, also a gift)
24. Christmas Vacation
25. Scrooged
26. Mixed Nuts
27. A Christmas Story
28. Love Actually (not about Christmas exactly but based around it)
29. Home for the Holidays (actually about Thanksgiving but close enough)
(30. I used to own A Flintstone Christmas Carol but it broke and I threw it out)

still to collect:
1. Rudolph and the Isle of the Misfit Toys
2. The Little Drummer Boy
3. Frosty the Snowman
4. Frosty Returns (maybe)
5. Jack Frost (animated, narrated by Buddy Hackett
and anything else that looks heartwarmingly cheesy and is on sale

Christmas movies that scared the crap outta me when I was little:
1. Silent Night Deadly Night
2. The Nutcracker (the claymation version with the ragman that used to snatch little children out of their beds scared the bejeepers out of my brother and I so bad that we still have to discuss it each year as a sort of therapy)

worst Christmassy movie ever:
Jack Frost (1997) -This is not the one with Michael Keaton or the one mentioned above. It is a cheese-ass horror that is so stupid a snowman takes the carrot (nose) off his face and rapes a woman with it)

This concludes yet another peek into my dementia. Thanks for joining us!

A cup of cheer

Merry Christmas etc. It's Christmas Day and I'm trying to decide which is most Christmassy for dinner, noodle soup or a meat pie. How totally depressing. It's been a nice day though. Ken had to sleep all day but we opened gifts this a.m. and I spent hours on the phone and helped baby open all her gifts. She got Cat in the Hat panties! Fantastic. (She's only 9 months old but that's ok) I miss my family ALOT this time of year and have been generally bummed out lately. Things will look better tomorrow when Ken is off for a few days and we begin planning dinner. His brother will come over for turkey and it will feel a bit more like a holiday. Have I mentioned I lucked out, finding myself with a sugar daddy who gets me EVERYTHING I WANT! Portable dvd player- woohoo. Waterglobe- woohoo. Breadmaker- woo-you-bet-your-ass-hoo! I can't wait to get some yeast. (Bet you don't hear that too often) I wonder if you can buy low-fat flour? Doubtful. Mmm bread. I see they made a sequel to the classic movie A Christmas Story. About 10 years too late I might add. There's actually a Culkin starring as the main character. I hate that. Of course Mary Steenberger (or whatever the hell her name is) is the 50's mom. Could she be anything else? I think she must be the least sexy actress/person ever. And what's with her voice. She's married to Ted Danson. The thought of them in bed together is almost enough to make my head explode.

And on that happy note...

I have 28 Christmas movies. Hi my name is Tracy and I'm an addict.

Not Dead

I am not dead, just busy and/or lazy. By busy I mean, of course, Christmassy. Is that with one 's' or two? Either way I put the ass in it. Baby's a maniac and Ken's sicker than three dogs on a transit strike. I love Christmas and the way it makes mostly normal people do even supider things than usual. My grandma spent $65 on a new artificial tree when she has a perfectly nice (and fairly new) one in her bedroom closet. She did this because she didn't want to have to pull all her shoes out to get at it. Thus she spent three days running all over town trying to find the perfect, smaller tree. Granted, the woman has at least 100 pairs of shoes in there. It is a disease that has been passed to my mother but not to me. If they both die I will be up to my eyeballs in expensive shoes that are too small for me. I do have a weakness for black shoes but recognize that I will probably never wear most of them so can pass the rack without dropping any cash. I can't judge Grandma about the tree because I have enough Christmas cards to last me six years! That is until yesterday when I bought 2 more boxes. For next year. On sale. Drat! Maybe I can't judge, but I can blame. I get this compulsion to Christmas shop years in advance from my Grandma. Also, watching my Mom shopping at 7:00 p.m. on Christmas Eve inspires me to get everything bought before Dec. 15th if humanly possible. This year Ken will make a turkey again, at my request, and I will make a roast, at his, but not on the same day. I will also be making a black forest cheese cake. Mmmmmm. Two of my favorite things in the world. I wonder if Ken will let me eat it off of him. God bless us everyone!

Where do you think you're going? Nobody's leaving. Nobody's walking out on this fun, old-fashioned family Christmas. No, no. We're all in this together. This is a full-blown, four-alarm holiday emergency here. We're gonna press on, and we're gonna have the hap, hap, happiest Christmas since Bing Crosby tap-danced with Danny fucking Kaye. And when Santa squeezes his fat white ass down that chimney tonight, he's gonna find the jolliest bunch of assholes this side of the nuthouse. -Clark (Christmas Vacation, 1989)

Only one thing in the world could've dragged me away from the soft glow of electric sex gleaming in the window. -Ralphie (Christmas Story, 1983)