Holiday Movies

Ask any member of my family and they will tell you, I am a Scrooge. I am not a huge supporter of the Holidays, I haven't been for YEARS now but I do my motherly duty of decorating and putting up a tree and doing the things that one does around the holidays. ie. Baking cookies, making candy, and crafting cute little holiday items. Don't get me wrong, the TRUE meaning of the season is not lost on me and don't think that I am some horrible person for not enjoying the Holidays I just despise the over commercialization and the pettiness that they seem to bring.

When I was living with my grandparents as soon as the HORRIBLY cheesy and mushy Christmas/Holiday movies started their rotation on the television that's what we would watch. My Grandpa Ben whom I adoringly call Grumpy, would insist that I watch the movies with him, his running commentary made the movies worth suffering through, "Oh Ommilie do you think ____ will make it?" He would laugh and laugh. Ugh, I loathed the predictable plots and overly sappiness and sentimentallity of it all, BAH HUMBUG! He would constantly tell me that when I moved away I would watch as many Christmas movies as I could.

Well, now that I have moved away and have some control over what is watched in my home I think I have done quite well at preventing heart warming holiday shows from creeping into my home. HOWEVER being the good, loving, caring mother that I am, I have allowed the Classic Christmas cartoons and claymation sneak into my home, in fact I even sat and watched the classic "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" with Daisy last night. I realized that like with many Dr. Seuss books I could quote nearly the whole thing.

As I set forth to face the remainder of December and the Holiday movies that are yet to come I have to remeber the wise words of The Grinch-"What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more."- Dr. Seuss.

What Does December 1st Mean To You?

For the average person living in Northern Utah the first of the December this year was just that the FIRST day of December, nothing incredibly special or fantastic. However for this goofy girl the first of December brought her FAVORITE holiday well technically Sundown on the first of December brought my favorite holiday. That's right, HANNAKAH is here.

How did this gentile celebrate? Actually I put up my Christmas tree believe it or not (embarrassed smirk) My mennorah is still safely tucked away in its storage place -next to all my Wizard of Oz ornaments - that sadly stay packed away due to my two year old that thinks anything Wizard of Oz is HERS- wonder where she got that from? That's besides the point though, I am looking forward to making latkes and doughnuts and pretty much frying everything I possibly can, yes this very pregnant blogger is into fried and sweet. Poor Henry has a sweet tooth. I really don't know where he got it from, I am not typically into overly sweet things however the things I crave right now are generally sweet treats.

Here is my Hannakah themed Christmas tree. Since its stuffed into the corner, I only decorated 3/4 of the tree. My little girl woke up from her nap just as I was finishing and she insisted in helping me decorate the so we pulled out the silver snowflakes you see floating around and she threw them at the tree. Nice arm huh? And here she is hamming it up for my horrible cell phone's camera, and do no fear, the black splotches are from the camera Daisy does not have a horrible gash on her chin.